I am off the Switzerland, to ski again. I'm currently at London City airport, which Sib described as a large, clean train station, and he wasn't wrong. The only problem with the place is getting here; and on my way off the DLR a nervy looking woman who checked her plane ticket at least 5 times between bank and the airport list control of her monster suitcase, sending it tumbling down the escalator at me. Danger is everywhere.
Anyway, I made it. I have prosecco, a new book and a fresh magazine. There's plenty of snow and a whole chalet waiting for me. Very ready to enjoy half term!
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