I got here safely thanks for asking! I tearfully handed the keys of my modest 2 bedroom terrace house in North East Kentistan to tenants on Saturday 18th December, climbed into the over laden Ford Focus with a confused looking dog and set forth into the blizzard to head the 560 miles north to Aberdeen. Clearly the weather was having a devastating effect on travel plans but what the ****, I had allowed myself 27 hours to get there in time for my ferry northwards to Shetland on the Sunday just how wrong can you be? It took me 2.5 hours to get out of Kent a journey of some 10 miles to the Dartford Crossing, and after travelling for 11.5 hours found myself a little under 90 miles away from my start point courtesy of the police closing the M25 and finally turning it into the car park we all joke about and large portions of the M1 being covered in snow, abandoned cars and jack-knifed lorries. As for the roads NE of Glasgow and onwards to Aberdeen, how I survived I do not know but I did, arriving 34 hours after leaving and 3 hours after my ferry left! I managed to find a hotel that accepted dogs and abandoned the car in a snow drift outside confident that the contents would be safe as the temperature plummeted to -15. The car took some extracting the next day before some impromptu Christmas shopping (a phone call had told me there was a turkey/spout/parsnip/sausage meat shortage in Shetland) and vented the dog on a beach the day before he had set a new canine record of going 26 hours without a shit! Finally managed to get the ferry on the 20th and had a remarkably smooth crossing before arriving in my new homeland on the morning of 22nd. The house is in disarray with much unpacking still to do but we had a cracking Christmas and looking forward to some quiet solitude in our new home.