SNOW DAYS = BLOW DAYS
I woke this morning to find - much to my delight - that it had snowed overnight.
As a Canadian, I love the snow. In fact, I love winter. I love bundling up in a warm coat, winter boots, and a tuque and walking as the snow crunches beneath my feet. However, I have come to love winter only in Canada as seemingly, Scotland is unable to cope with this weather.
How is it that Glasgow, a city which is nearly the same distance from the Equator as Moscow, comes to a halt when a light dusting of snow pervades the ground?!
Over the course of the Christmas break, I came very close to slipping on the sheet of ice, which permeated the sidewalks across this city. It was then that I realised that it wasn't Glaswegians who were to blame for the static pace of the city but rather, Glasgow City Council.
Despite Glasgow receiving a massive dumping of snow every four years, it appears that the council still has yet to invest in snow plows for the road. Or ice/ grit dispensers for the sidewalks - leaving many frustrated Glaswegians. Normally I would love this weather but after almost killing myself while walking to work, I'm anything but delighted by this winter wonderland.