Ski season's started! and last Friday I was raring to go. C was too full of a cold to put the roofbars on so I strapped my skis and poles into the front passenger seat, which made for an interesting ride up to H's. We drove up to Mill Creek Canyon and began to make our way up the gentle slope - so gentle that I couldn't get up much momentum. So we went up a bit higher and I managed the steep bit with no problems at all. Nearer the bottom there were dogs - and kids and my snowplough is still a bit suspect so I just sat back on my skis and came to a semi graceful halt. I practised the snow plough a bit more - my left ankle is still a bit weak from me spraining it years ago. I was pleased that most of last season's lessons stuck and hopefully if the snow doesn't melt we'll go up Mill Creek again this week.

Now this cold is gone I've been getting back into some kind of a routine. Didn't go and see A because she was not happy travelling back from her daughter's school on the bus in the snow. We bought a Christmas tree yesterday and it's slowly dawning on me that I - with C's help of course - am going to have to cook a Turkey for our Christmas Dinner. Yikes!! C (this is typically male) thought his Mum would be doing the cooking - I can just imagine what she would do with the Turkey if he suggested that. I'm sure she'll offer to help but his suggestion might have landed him with the bird on his head!