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This bit from JC's column today had me laughing:

ON Thursday evening, every television and radio reporter in all of Britain took to the airwaves to run about in small circles as they shouted breathlessly about the chaos and terror.

The way they were banging on, you’d have thought that an army of alien zombies had landed. Whereas, in fact, they were talking about a bit of light sleet.

Over now to John McPanic at Heathrow. “Yes. Thank you. More than 80 flights have been cancelled because ground crews are struggling to cope with the conditions . . . ”

I’m sorry to interrupt, John, but we must go live now to Peter OhmyGodwe’reallgoingtodie, who’s on a bridge over the M1 in Bedfordshire.

“Yes. Thank you. The authorities have imposed a blanket 40mph speed limit because if a bit of sleet were to hit a car’s windscreen, the driver may panic and crash into the central reservation, which would kill thousands and leave vast swathes of Western Europe at the mercy of Putin’s ground forces . . . ”

At this point, we left Mr OhmyGodwe’reallgoingtodie and went live to Susan Over-Reaction, who explained that the weather had brought the Tube network to a grinding halt. Without ever explaining how a train 60ft below the ground could possibly be affected by a small bit of sleet on the surface.

Nor was the listener given time to figure it out because we were off to Ron Certain-Death, in Essex ...

Entire piece here