Showing posts with label Snowboarding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snowboarding. Show all posts

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Out of Season

I know it's typically British to talk/complain about the weather, but I am a Brit, so for those of you reading this on distant shores, bear with me.

Oh my giddy aunt it's HOT!

Sweltering hot. And the storms! I seem to have woken up to lightning more times than not in the last week.

Being a pale-skinned northerner, I am suffering somewhat. The regular slathering-on of factor 50 means that I have trouble gripping my gin and tonic in my suncreamed hands and if I walk anywhere, I have to flit, ninja-like, from one shady patch to another. Is it any wonder I am in denial? The only suitable place for me to be from now until circa mid-September is in a giant freezer, so this last week I've been indulging in a spot of out-of-season snowboarding at the Snozone in Milton Keynes. I had this last week off and can wholly recommend first thing Monday morning for a quiet zoom down near-deserted pistes with no lift queues. Oh, and an ambient temperature of -5. Hurrah!


My crochet is also in firm denial. Normally at this time of the year I am making small things: baubles, appliques, cards, things that you can make in a jiffy between scoffing ice lollies. Not this year.

If you follow me on Instagram, you'll know I've become a tad obsessed with the v-stitch (check out Le Monde de Sucrette's vintage blanket!). Consequently, the only thing coming off my hook at the moment is snoods. I made one for me...


...and liked it so much, I decided to add a couple to the shop...



...because that's just what people are shopping for in 30 degree heat: snoods!

*sigh*


Wednesday, 28 March 2012

Fizz! Woosh!

I went skiing last week.  Well, everyone else went skiing, I snowboard.  I find the idea of two planks tied to my feet and two sticks to wield just too much to deal with.  Much better with one plank and both feet tied to it.  I feel a bit the same about crochet and knitting - much better to have just the one pointy implement to work with!

It was absolutely lovely.  We were blessed with a snowfall early in the week, clear blue skies for the rest and on the whole, we all had a jolly good time.  Allow me to post a few shots here of beautiful white peaks and cerulean blue skies...

The view from my bedroom window

Bliss!

More bliss!

A very happy me

We were in Les Arcs 1950 and I wholly recommend it.  Not the 'party Arc' but plenty of bars, restaurants, a fabulous creperie and ski in-ski out accommodation.  'Twas perfick.