MOANER, DOER, MARTYR

The recent snow and cold exposed three main British characteristics:-

The moaner who sat at home whinging that the local Council hadn’t gritted a path from their front door to the nearest Tescos yet did nothing for themselves or their neighbours; the doer who realised that Britain’s local authorities are incompetent, cash strapped or both (Reading Borough Council) and dug themselves out, and the martyr who’d walk to work in three foot of snow wearing nothing but a thong and wellies just so they could gloat and criticise those unable to get to work through no fault of their own.

When it first snowed I regret to admit I was in the first camp. On day two I joined the second camp and nothing would ever lower me to join the third.