I am in Rochdale at the moment - tried to get to a client meeting this morning, with the usual collection of consultants and their collection of mercs, in four inches of snow.
The roads weren't gritted at all, and the mercs slid around on the snow in a hilarious fashion, with their nervous drivers worried about denting their 40 grand cars... Me and the trusty 2 grand mig, in snow mode, climbed an icy slope out of the car park, picked up all the consultants when they abandoned their mercs, and transported them in heated leather seat comfort.
For about three hundred yards down the road, before we got stuck behind a tw%t who refused to admit that spinning the wheels in the middle of the road wasn't getting them anywhere.
We walked to the site in the end. (it was a mile away). Our meeting was called off because the client couldn't make it.

I love this weather!