Councils are the biggest, fattest Aunt Sallys in the world.
There are times when they seem to exist only to act as convenient punch-bags for those of us who are their reluctant paymasters.
Even when they get it right we accuse them of getting it wrong – as the recent heat-wave has proved.
Some local authorities are being lambasted for having the foresight to prepare their gritting lorries ready for the winter ahead while we are basking in freakish temperatures.
But surely they have their priorities right on this occasion? We would we quick enough to complain if they left their planning until the first snowflakes began to fall and the bitter winds were whistling up through the Western Approaches.