Normal Service Has Been Resumed

When I went home at lunchtime, Frosty Fred was standing, disconsolately, in the garden in the pouring rain.  Someone had been in, and pinched most of my crop of snow, and Fred's nose had fallen off, along with some of his teeth. 

Poor old guy.  Luckily, help was at hand in the form of the trusty brolly. 

I promised the grandchildren that I was going to wrap him up in clingfilm, and put him in the freezer so he wouldn't melt.  Sadly, there is no room in the freezer, so I'm going to have to prolong his life by every other means possible.