Helloo everyone, we are up in the mountains visiting Alison on a Christmas skiing trip. I wasn't going to ski at all. Oh no not for me, but I packed all the gear, hired the skis and booked a very expensive lesson. With great reluctance I went to meet Jules, by the time I got to the meeting spot, my head was dizzy, my legs a trembling and my arms a shaking. I got through two and a half gruelling hours of fear and a ski instructor who obviously could not be bothered to teach. His only words to me were 'Suivez Moi Tess' 'Follow me Tess' as he shot of at great speed down the mountains and I remained miles behind. I could have fallen into the abyss and he wouldn't have noticed.
I was so very cross, fuming, smoke was coming out of my nose. Sadly the bad mood continued for the rest of the day, until I started to paint and then all was well.
So the next day I went skiing with my pal, Pal and it was altogether a differant experience, I had a great time skied well for me, and the rest of the day was really spiffing. Today is Christmas day and we love you all.
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