We could do with far more gritters here in Norfolk at the moment with this dratted 'Beast from the East' (or Hysteria from Siberia) The roads weren't gritted, or if they were, quite deep snow has covered over the grit. The snow has been compacted by vehicles and now it's a skating rink.
No postal service (which I'm pleased about. We're very fond of our lovely postie and wouldn't want him risking an accident) And what is worse, no newspapers, and the supermarket shelves are half-empty, due to panic buying and no lorries getting through to refill.
My daft husband went out for six tomatoes (!!) so he could cook his Spicy Horror, and came back rather white-faced (so to speak) as the car was sliding about alarmingly.
All Norfolk schools are closed, so no school cleaners needed. Husband enjoying the break. But now some blooming Storm called Emma is battering the house.