the twelve flakes of winter

Fri, Dec 17, 2010

On the third day of no post, bare shelves and people driving too fast for the conditions and expecting to be extricated, I’m fed up. Sing this ditty to the tune “The Twelve Days of Christmas” and with tongue firmly in cheek. Merry Scroogemas everybody!

On the first flake of Winter, my government said to me “A Health & Safety warning on TV”

On the second flake of Winter, my government said to me “Clean your car of snow”

On the third flake of Winter, my government said to me “Only ‘ssential journeys”

On the fourth flake of Winter, my government said to me “No need to panic”

On the fifth flake of Winter, my government said to me “All the schools are closed”

On the sixth flake of Winter, my government said to me “Panic buying gloves”

On the seventh flake of Winter, my government said to me “Not a postman in sight”

On the eighth flake of Winter, my government said to me “HGVs jack-knifing”

On the ninth flake of Winter, my government said to me “999 I’m stuck”

On the tenth flake of Winter, my government said to me “Ice too hard to plough”

On the eleventh flake of Winter, my government said to me “Spend the night in your car”

On the twelfth flake of Winter, my government said to me “Transport Minister resigns”

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