The weather forecast people on Monday told us on Sunday categorically that whereas temperatures would remain low for this week, at least it would remain dry. The thaw they said would start on Christmas Eve.
Can these people not be imprisoned for telling lies? Its barely stopped snowing since Monday - it just goes on and on and on. Now they are saying, well it might start to thaw on Stephens Day. Might.
Meanwhile, the misery continues for thousands. Dublin airport is shut again, because they can't find the guy with the key to the shed, where they keep the broom that is used to sweep the runway. Despite assurances that we have plenty of grit and salt, the roads around our way haven't been done for a week - including the N3, one of the main arterial roads in and out of the city and the M50, probably the busiest road in the country.
People are taking over five hours to get home of an evening. I've supposed to have been off the past three days but I had to go in on Tuesday night because only two people turned up for the night shift. Great fun negotiating the back road between Leixlip and Clonee at 5 o'clock in the morning.
I have to work Christmas Eve 7am to 7pm, Christmas Day 7am to 7pm and negotiated to be off on Stephens Day because I'm a "significant" birthday that day and we are having our Christmas that day as the day before will be a wash-out. Now with this bleeding snow, there's every possibility I'll be called in.
Not that it won't be a washout anyway with all the arrangements now in serious doubt. How is my wife supposed to get down to her parents house on Christmas Day with the turkey, ham and stuffing? How are we all supposed to meet up on Christmas night?
I'm 50 on Sunday and this will be my first White Christmas. I hope its my last. The radio will go off when Bing Crosby comes on.