It’s that time of year when I go North, to Calgary, and the land of the ice and snow. Unfortunately that means having to endure the nightmare of modern air travel, which is like taking a bus from Gloucester to Tunbridge Wells in the ’80s.
But whoever said life would be easy? I remember no such promise, but I do remember that our elite rulers told us we’re in a War on Weather.
There were tornadoes in Dallas yesterday. I guess that means we’re losing that particular war; well done, team.