We have been enjoying some strange weather of late, accompanied by even stranger decisions by those who run our railways, and other forms of public transport.
Even those who are responsible for our schools and organise outside sport have got in on making what in my opinion are bizarre decisions.
For while the weather has been unpleasant the winter has in fact been very open, and nothing like those of 1947, 1955 and 1963, three of the worst winters in my life time.
So why then are we cancelling trains, buses, and sports events at the first sign, or forecast of a pending storm?
In the event many of the storm warnings turned out to be false alarms, making the decision-makers look rather foolish to say the least.
I appreciate we have to take human life into consideration by taking reasonable measures to protect the public from the ravages of Scottish winters, though I am pushed to recall a proper white out with frost deep in the ground, making outside sport nigh impossible.
Sad to say we have become a nation of softies, protecting in particular our young from any exposure to the elements.
We certainly will never see again school children walking to their place of education in the fields because the snow has filled up the roads, nor will we see football or rugby games played on rock hard pitches.
The more I think of it, the more I worry about those in authority who have taken all the fun out of life with their pedantic risk assessment procedures. The caution extends to the working public who are now encouraged to stay at home, where they can if possible work.
Talking of the world of work I recall a large company based in Aberdeen who would only employ rural workers on the basis that they were more reliable than their city cousins. In particular, the country folk were guaranteed to get to work when the weather was at its worst, whereas the city-based staff would ring in to say the roads from Mastrick to the centre of Aberdeen were impassable, while those living in all points north of Ellon and Inverurie would battle in to be at their work stations, even making it in on time.
I also find it unacceptable that when the snow first hits our pavements and roads, our schools grind to a halt and students are sent home, even if they live in the two earlier mentioned townships of Ellon and Inverurie. What’s that all about, if not pandering to a nation of would be wimps?
No, we have gone too far when it comes to public safety, though watching you less experienced drivers skate around the streets, it might be no bad thing to send the entire work force into hibernation.