After an overnight stay in a B&B, I finally struggled home in the snow. It took me four hours to complete a train journey which normally takes 1hr 45mins.
My resourceful other half braved blizzard conditions in our new-to-us car to collect me from the station but we were forced to abandon it in a neighbouring office car park - our drive is too steep to negotiate right now.
This morning I awoke to 14ins (36cm) of snow. The veg patch is completely buried - the only indication of its existence is the rabbit fence around the edge.
The bird feeder on the shed is empty - I can't even reach it - so I've scraped away the snow and put out two trays of food near the back door. So far the birds have either not noticed it or have not been brave enough to venture that close.
I had been due to go to an important meeting today in Guildford and was prepared to struggle to get there, but with the car snowed in and the roads blocked, I have little chance of even reaching the station, six miles away.
My new plan for today is to venture outside with my new camera.