This was a boy that did not want to get out the car. It was cold, windy and visibility very poor with that sicky visual problem with the flat light (the very same light that had me being sick into a snow hole in Italy, which my companions mistook for a hangover).
Meg went to Queenstown with Victoria and her Dad, Chris, to go climbing (indoors). She really enjoyed it.
I had a holiday unit to clean with Mary, which we rattled through pretty quick and I was going to join the boys up the hill afterwards until I got word that it was worse than Scottish skiing. So once they got back, I went and joined Shannon on a lap of Mt Iron. We made Spook run two laps in the same time as we did one, in order to expel the evil spirits (whisky) from his body. Then we had coffee at her house before coming home for a quiet dinner together as Finn had dinner out with Sam's family. Now Sam has come to stay in our house. The holidays are here and it will probably be musical houses and beds.
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