W
hy isn’t a blizzard funny? Because snow joke.
If you’re unlucky, you might find a variant of that gag (if it even deserves the term) on a Christmas cracker this year. You won’t laugh. Just as you won’t if you open the front door and find your car – or your cat – has been buried in a snowstorm.
As an adult, a decent fall of the white stuff will almost certainly create inconvenience. For one thing, you can’t get anywhere. Railways, which have learned nothing since Thomas the Tank Engine got stuck in a drift in 1949, barely cope at all with snow. Roads, begrudgingly gritted, fare little better.
