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A Play Day

Yesterday was a non-singing day. We bumped out of the Swan Hotel in Wells, which I will miss, only to discover that it was SNOWING. Just. But snowing, nonetheless. Didn’t get pics myself as I was on the bus and reluctant to get out again just to feel the snow.  We went on past the other side of Stonehenge towards Winchester. I got the best seat on the bus today, down the front on the jump seat, as I was using the microphone to run another treble bus quiz. Fun. And saw lots of animals, most of which were still alive, although there were a few foxes who were feeling a little flat.
But realistically, today belonged to ice skating. Winchester Cathedral has a skating rink right in its Close, which was having its final day today. Dear Reader, I am expecting that you would have been rather surprised to learn that I can still skate. Only two stacks and they were relatively minor.  Although the ice was rather more slippery than I remember. Great fun was had by all.
Alice Gent kept a promise to her mother and did not skate. So she is responsible for the following wonderful pictures. Thanks Alice.

































Post Stack the First









The Staff were all dressed in character, and it was this Thunderbird and Batman who helped me off the ice after my first stack. The second one was just after this pic, as we were all to leave the ice. I got up by myself the second time. All in all, most people made a fair fist of their skating experience, including me.

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  1. Hi christine I sent a masage yesterday but i suffed up so this is now my new blog name so hi from tim and eden

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