More from the fantastic firework display held at midnight on the slopes of Val d’Isere

And spills?

Here’s Wiggy, (whom I’m instructed to tell you is arguably the best skier in our party- to the point where she can even ski backwards down the slope intentionally rather than Bridget Jones style) learning that ropes exist for a reason, and no, you can’t charge them down from the top of the mountain

But alls well that ends well…

And for all of you weary of the trek through a crowded airport- there will shortly be an air boot and a pair of crutches for hire
(bring your own doctor’s letter and fit to fly certificate!)

Writing wise, in case you’re wondering, I’m totally buzzing. Exciting new projects for the New Year- What more could I ask?

More time? (just a suggestion)

Don’t miss my next post, which will show the twinnies all togged out for their trip to the most idyllic Fromagerie you can imagine. The telephone number is on the door and you have to ring the owner to come and open up the tiny shop attached to his farm…

Have a good one, ladies.

Sxxx