After an absence of 10 - yes, 10 - years, Helen and I went skiing last week. And we were even kind enough to take the kiddies along! Val Thorens was our destination, the highest resort in the Alps and part of "le plus grand domaine skiable du monde". Despite the photo, the weather was not always kind, but we had plenty of lovely fresh white squeaky snow. It was fabulous. Most importantly of all, Holly and Louis - subject to a couple of minor hiccups - took to it like ducks to water and were scooting up chairlifts and down blues and greens by the end the week. Our travelling companions were the Dawsons, family skiers of one year's previous experience, and Pat and John. There can't be that many children who ski with their grandparents! The kids had ski school every morning (a useful opportunity for us grownups to get in a few fast reds and a visit to La Folie Douce) and we skied en famille in the afternoons, depending on energy levels. We were all well and truly worn out by the end of the week, but unanimous in our desire to do it all again next year. Woo hoo!
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