....Not being 17 anymore

I have spent a lot of the bank holiday weekend at the ice rink, catching up with old friends talking about old times, and feeling 17 again.

So when the children came home and asked to go ice skating today, I thought why not, lets have some fun, however, being on the ice and actually skating, I came to the conclusion, as lovely as the weekend was, I am not 17 anymore.

It was hard work and cold, but the children loved it, so I guess that's what matters the most.

I've had a fantastic Easter break, and today just finished it off nicely.