Daaad....

...get out of the way!!

Brilliant day spent in the snowfields up at Lothianburn with Owen and Jacob. Five hours of sledging mayhem with scrapes, ice-burns and rosy red faces (sun light reflected off the snow) to show for it.

The snow had gone slightly icey overnight and made the sledges go like rockets. The Hill of Doom was our collective favourite; much squealing and shrieking in terror followed by relieved laughter at the bottom.

Meanwhile across town, Scotland were getting a good shoeing from Wales at Murrayfield; glad I stuck to snow sports today.

Thoughts and prayers to everyone in Oz today. Jacob's great uncle Michael and family are safe, but they've had to leave their house behind.