glud

Apart from a brief try of a pair of inline skates in early 1995 when a blockofflatmate's friend turned up with a pair they'd just bought I don't think I've been on a pair of these since I grew out of the various wingnut-adjusted lace-on-over-shoes pairs we kept in the cupboard under the stairs when I was small. Edgar had been relatively consistently asking for some for winter festive gift-day, for which this (independently arranged) trip to a Glaswegian rink was his first opportunity to use them properly for anything other than shuffling from room to room. Unfortunately he never quite managed a lap on his own without falling; I tend towards cautious/safe and unshowy in this sort of activity, which enabled me to keep my balance and demonstrate things whilst keeping hold of his hand and preventing him from falling over too dramatically.