Four days in a row of shovelling. The pile in front of the root cellar is a metre tall by now.

Snow ploughs have been by to sort of clear the street, but when there’s so much of it, it just ends up along the sides of the road. Normally the street is wide enough for two cars to meet; now it’s barely the width of a car and a half.

After several days of fresh snow with little wind and no melting, the garden is at its most “winder wonderland” look.