I think I'm going to invest in some proper snow boots and gaiters tomorrow. I didn't even know such a thing as 'snow boots' for men existed outside of Canada (Uggs don't count, they're for gurls, and fashion victim gurls at that). The boots that did me proud last year are just not up to the job at the moment, not nearly warm or waterproof enough. Even if it stops snowing, the temperatures mean what's already fallen will be around for a few weeks yet, and since the pavements out here are rarely used and never cleared, it's worth the small investment.
Took me an hour and a half to walk to the shops this afternoon, a journey that normally takes 15-20 minutes, and everything below my knees was soaked to the bone and freezing cold within 100 yards of leaving the house. I still haven't regained the feeling in my toes and have now discovered some rather painful muscles in my buttox that I never knew existed, just from trying to wade through it.
Currently 18 inches in the back garden, taken as an average from the path, the lawn (a whopping 22 inches!), the picnic table and the shed roof.
