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I begged to go sledging this morning as I missed the snow day action. We were at the sledging hill by 10am, including Betty who had been roused from her bed with a cheeky Matt Bianco Youtube wake up call- much to Nelly’s delight.
All was going well until I spotted a ramp someone had built and persuaded the girls to go down and over in the tube. They were both rudely ejected and crying- one more loudly then the other.
Floss then decided it was his turn and was even more rudely ejected. I couldn’t move for laughing then realised he had actually hurt himself. I do have some photographic evidence of him ‘catching air ‘. But will save that for family and close friends.
He’s a bit better now after some painkillers and a hot bath but he’s struggling to bend down.
We had a lovely visit from Luke and I also walked a frolicking Winnie although the walk home was more trudge than frolic.