Vicky, I think, is now somewhere here in the country, although she hasn't made contact yet....Vicky Vicky where are you???

Anyway, Fish and I went skiing, and apart from Fish bitching about having to drink too much (I kid you not!), a great time was had by all. I even managed to get Fish off piste, down a red run and parallel turning by the end of the week through my own sensei-esque abilities....

Our diminuitive blond friend mr hot chicken is coming to stay at le hotel Baldwin on Monday, the latest in a long succession of NZ visitors.

Am suitably excited by imminent arrival of lots of people.

but if I have to look at another bloody picture of ice bergs........

Hugs - Pete