The dosage, read out by the Telegraph:
More than six million people have been forced to stay at home and thousands of airline passengers are stranded after almost 1ft of snow fell in some parts… the disruption is expected to cost the economy £1.2 billion.
When I was in Germany (it was the bit with all the mountains and cuckoo-clocks, just like in The Great Escape) on the top-secret project, we went out for a pizza. Me and the German guy I was working with (who was called Lupo), and two German engineers. While we scoffed pizza and watched the two German engineers getting as Pilsed as Ratz the weather changed; on our eventually emerging from the restaurant we found that the best part of a foot of snow had fallen while we were exercising our employers’ subsistence allowances.
The two engineers merely said something very expressive in German and lurched away into the snow, singing quietly and propping one another up. Lupo and I got into his horrible old BMW and shot off at speeds in excess of, Lupo steering by memory, faith or possibly witchcraft, because all the windows were iced up. Rolling one down a couple of inches, not without difficulty, I noticed that we shot past a green and white Porsche marked ‘Polizei’.
“Is it illegal,” I asked politely, “In Germany, to drive with the windows iced up like this?” Not mentioning the speed, the general air of academic inattention, and the best part of a foot of snow.
“Ja ja. But, you see, because the windows opaque are, they cannot see that it is I who drives!”
