Hot! Hot! Hot!

Thank goodness I have left my swimming costume at home!

I am not a fan of stripping off in freezing weather, and sharing a bubbling hot tub with strangers.

Another cloudy day with fog rolling up the valley and over the mountainside. It was too cold to sit outside on a restaurant terrace for lunch, and difficult skiing conditions again.

There is a complete cross section of guests, I like to watch and listen as much as I like to join in.

The youngest skier is a delightfully sociable six year old girl and the oldest an equally charming gentleman who came out with us today. I have to say it is slightly galling to be overtaken on the slopes, in poor light, by someone who was born in 1919!!!