Friday Morning
All awake bright and early this morning and down for breakfast at 8.00am. All staff hoping for a relatively incident free day. We have been sharing the hotel with three other schools - all secondary. One school is fairly well known to us - Trent College. They came by coach and are setting off back this afternoon - I don’t envy their journey. This will mean we get the dining room to ourselves this evening and will be able to enjoy a quiet civilised meal - doubtful!
This morning, all three groups were back on the mountain. The snow that fell yesterday has now been ploughed over and the runs are in the best condition we have had all week. A few flakes fell on us as we skied this morning - very picture postcard.
Mr Martindale’s and Mr Britten’s groups skied together for the entire session. This included a final assessment before this evenings presentations. All the children skied well and impressed Sophie and Jeff. We finished the session skiing a black run down together and the arguments continued about which group are the best. It’s obviously Mr Britten’s group but don’t tell the children ;)
The Brittens didn’t have their best morning today. Firstly, Britten senior was standing, minding his own business on the slopes when out of the mist a red jacketed monster came hurtling down the slope and straight into Britten senior’s right leg. Wild laughter and cries of “She fell over!” came from Mr Martindale’s group. I assured Remy I was O.K and didn’t blame him for his maniac skiing. However, there goes his chance of winning skier of the day J
Britten junior had a similar experience. There she was, merrily skiing along a flat, forest track when she was mowed down by Cameron. Tears streamed down her face. The caring words of her father - “Get up you wimp!” - didn’t seem to improve her mood although she did seem fine 30 seconds later skiing with her group. I asked Cameron if he was aware of the saying “You mess with the bull, you get the horns” but he hadn’t J
Mrs Major’s group had an accident free morning, thank goodness. Lewis M’s leg is still a bit sore so he decided to miss the session and stay with Mrs V. There is a Wii in the bar and the last I saw of the pair they were off for a 1v1 Wii Sports Challenge. Lewis refuses to play table football after Mrs V gave him a spanking on Tuesday.
Lunch today was an unusual concoction of turkey, bacon, cheese and breadcrumbs. This came with potato wedges and salad. All was washed down under a mountain of ketchup. I’m sure Amelia’s mum will remember it. Amelia’s Mum had wondered in a message, what the children had been missing, food wise. Chocolate seems high of the list, followed by McDonalds(sigh), Dominos Pizza and a variety of sugary drinks. James S, a cultured gent, is looking forward to a plate of roast duck with roast potatoes.
Jeff
Mr Britten’s group have had Jeff as their instructor throughout the week. He has been fantastic and I’m sure the children will remember his teaching. Islam have the five pillars, Christians have the ten commandments. Jeff’s teaching is the triangle of skiing.(It’s better if you say these in a bad French accent, think Allo, Allo with a touch a Peter Sellers)
Rule 1 - You can not cry and ski at ze same time!
Rule 2 - If you ski straight down, you will break ze legs!
Rule 3 - If you fall down it is your fault, If Jeff falls down it is always someone else’s fault.
By following these three simple lessons, we have all progressed to black slopes and controlled turns. Oliver S’s dad will be sad to hear that no one has said “Bend ze knees” all week.
Thanks again for all the messages, you can still send them to
A couple of jokes for James P’s dad.
Two snowmen in a field, one says can you smell carrots?
I once thought I had found a snowman graveyard, but it turned out to be a field of carrots!thisweekatsalterford@hotmail.com
