We're snowed in! Sixteen cms of snow the first night, another nine last night and it's still snowing.
I did dig a path to the gate - not that anyone is mad enough to venture out in this, we haven't seen a car for two days - but it seemed a sensible thing to do.
The path has now disappeared under more snow. And the bruise on my forehead isn't from falling on ice outside, but slipping in wet boots (when I went to fetch salt) on the mud room floor.
Fortunately I've got everything well stocked up - apart from the turkey and ham which are an impassable five miles away at the butcher - so we're not going to starve. Whether the family will make it is another matter. They are up to their eyes in the white stuff at the other end of the country so it seems unlikely and unless the weather gods decide to smile it's going to be a Christmas by Skype!