Where now?

Slept rubbish. Slow day. Managed two drawer clear out.
Watching Olympics starting to long for the days I used to ski; at the top of a run, blue skies, mountains all around, crisp White snow, the wind whizzing through my hair as I flew down, picking out the route, a few moguls my knees like springs, ah them were the days. I'm lucky to have had these opportunities as a kid, (ta mum and Dad) miss them now and again as an adult.
Orph has only a week left as a city Cat.