Yesterday me and Tilly went to skiing lessons. First, it took half an hour more to get there if we had just not went to Fun Factory. But anyway, we enjoyed it playing with my friend Eden and Elise. They had a 'Drop Slide of Doom!' and the man looking after us gave Elise an eeoooff! push and she slid right down no rolling over on top of scatched faces, just slowly straght down untill the curved normal bit comes. I went on one but that was in a Kids World:0 (Quite hard to say this after you've already said it but:) world!
After all that trash, we went propaly skiing. We all had orange or pink or white helmets and patchwork jackets. The room smelled of jelly babies and the lifts were made of rope. You had skis on both your feet, 1, 2, ski! We had gloves and mittens, 3, 4, 5. We even trembled when we first got in, but later on we were bubbling it was sooooo boiling just sooooo boiling in that hot, snowy ski centre – espeically with a fleese under my coat – plus, I've got burning hot mittens – as well I've got hot hot water proof trousers on. We skied backwards, one footed and even used the pizza shaped STOP quick! thingy jig. Mummy was watching us in the cafe thingy. Bye! Thanks for reading! Good bye! Bye – bye!