Uncle Andy and dad went out for a spin yesterday. Boys will be boys. Can't wait to go along too.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Andy big air
Uncle Andy and dad went out for a spin yesterday. Boys will be boys. Can't wait to go along too.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Leisurely wintery
We're back in Europe for some well deserved R&R.
Getting there was a challenge in the first place. We left sunny Clovelly in good spirits...
... and hit a snag in Singapore. The annoying one-hour delay became two, four, and eventually eight hours of exquisite boredom.
We had a good look around the terminal, for sure.
The playground is pretty impressive, if I'm honest. Just look at the size of the thing.
We eventually got on and to Europe. Another 13 hours, Ella wasn't impressed at all. Lots of warm tears shed on that flight!
But then, things were looking up: It's cookie time in Switzerland!
Some cookies were edible, just. And then only if you're close family. Or mindlessly polite.
Winter life is pretty rustic. It mostly consists of dressing up for the cold ...
... hard work outdoors...
... and games, some more educational than others.
What about skiing, I hear you ask. Weeeeell, what about it?
There was some skiing involved. Mostly in the form of renting equipment. And 20 seconds of actual skiing. It just wasn't my thing in the first part of the hols. I'll have another go in a couple of weeks, I'm told.
Besides, it is a well established fact that the real fun is in the apres-ski:
We had a good time playing in the snow nevertheless. At least I did. Ella up close and personal with the snow on a few occasions. Never mind the pictures below, I DID NOT push Ella!
All ended well for Ella. She's a cutie in her space suit, and the scenery isn't half bad.
A very good Christmas to you, friend. See you in the new year.
Finnou
Getting there was a challenge in the first place. We left sunny Clovelly in good spirits...
... and hit a snag in Singapore. The annoying one-hour delay became two, four, and eventually eight hours of exquisite boredom.
We had a good look around the terminal, for sure.
The playground is pretty impressive, if I'm honest. Just look at the size of the thing.
It was even fun for Ella, undoubtedly a future pilot herself.
But then, there was no way around the fact that 8 hours is a looong time to be stood down, especially in the middle of the night.
We eventually got on and to Europe. Another 13 hours, Ella wasn't impressed at all. Lots of warm tears shed on that flight!
But then, things were looking up: It's cookie time in Switzerland!
Some cookies were edible, just. And then only if you're close family. Or mindlessly polite.
Winter life is pretty rustic. It mostly consists of dressing up for the cold ...
... hard work outdoors...
... eating lots to make up for the calorie loss...
... and games, some more educational than others.
We had plenty of social time as well. The christening of my cousin Louis was a highlight. Got to set fire to stuff, run around, dance and laugh a lot.
What about skiing, I hear you ask. Weeeeell, what about it?
There was some skiing involved. Mostly in the form of renting equipment. And 20 seconds of actual skiing. It just wasn't my thing in the first part of the hols. I'll have another go in a couple of weeks, I'm told.
Besides, it is a well established fact that the real fun is in the apres-ski:
We had a good time playing in the snow nevertheless. At least I did. Ella up close and personal with the snow on a few occasions. Never mind the pictures below, I DID NOT push Ella!
All ended well for Ella. She's a cutie in her space suit, and the scenery isn't half bad.
A very good Christmas to you, friend. See you in the new year.
Finnou