I've just sent a strongly worded email of complaint to my local council about the complete lack of gritting on our road. They've been once in the last week and its a 13% hill so things are rather interesting in this weather.
I feel like I'm on a slippery slope to becoming a Victor Meldrew and I'm only 42!
Just ask them how a fire engine would get up the hill or even down, along with an ambulance.
I don't believe it.
I assume you have a box of grit on your road if it's 13%, we do it ourselves, we never get grit lorries round our manor, it's a case of don't set the house on fire or have a serious illness until the thaw.
I assume you have a box of grit on your road if it's 13%
Nope - no grit boxes!
That's shocking, add to your email that the least you'd expect is a grit box, ask neighbours to do the same.
Turning 40 years old is the point where everyone is a miserable old git.It happened to me 15 years ago. 
I trust you reminded them that you fought against the Jerries and they can't even provide you with a snow-free road?
fought against the Jerries
He probably watch the Falklands War on breakfast TV.
the only minor roads in my town that are regularly gritted are the ones that lead to the council offices and the golf club.
I feel like I'm on a slippery slope to becoming a Victor Meldrew and I'm only 42!
If I was on a slope that when slippery turned me into Victor Meldrew I'd want a gritting lorry permanently stationed at the bottom.
.........it happens to us all!
All started when i reached my 30's and its got progressively worse since, now 36 and i doubt i'll make it to 40 without blowing my top and killing some idiot! 
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