In fact, it is now eight days since the fuel crisis started, and apart from some headline-grabbing statements, nothing material has been done.
In the north of Britain, the shortages are easing, but in London, East Anglia and the South East, it has got worse.
Today's trip to Sandwich revealled only the petrol station in Sandwich had fuel, and the queue stretched beyond the level crossing now. On the way back the Shell at the Duke of Yorks is still closed, but the tanker is filling it up, and a queue along the A2 and down towards the castle had formed on the rumour of a chance of fuel.
we have enough fuel for a week, so we hope things will ease by next weekend.
The visas to Christmas for foreign drivers has already been extended to March, although its still unclear if any will come here. On Monday, 200 service personnel will report to drive tankers. I mean, its a start, but its a sticking plaster on a broken leg.
Foreign media looks at us thinking, as a country, we have lost our mind, and I think they have a point.
From the moment the Government advised not to panic buy, a crisis was guaranteed. Now panic buying ot toilet rolls, flour and yeast has started.
It is going to be a long, hard winter, one which Britain has imposed on itself.
We have truly reclained our crown as the "sick man of Europe".
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