So, we got back from our 2nd ski holiday on Sunday, having celebrated my FORTIETH birthday the day before - beautiful sunny sky, creaky snow under-ski, great company and wonderful food and drink. This was the view from our window - guess what, we didn't draw our curtains!
Stupid me, amazing opportunities for travelling sock up a glacier!
Travelling sock bigger than the Matterhorn! (Called Monte Cervino in Italian, that's it up there with the sun on it). And I knitted every evening in the bar - but not one pic of the socks! Oh well. This is C on her board and me on my beautiful Volkl (umlaut on the o) skis, me in my Dale of Norway 'Dronning Maud' ski sweater which was brilliant. Don't you love it?
I'll do another Post about the knitting.....