Rain


Out of the window, it’s miserable. Pouring with rain, rivers
flowing down the road. Mountains lost in cloud. Chef’s up and
about though, and he leaves for the slopes half-expecting to be back
without skiing much.

Chris appears, takes one look and says “No”. I agree, and he goes
back to bed. I put on the Televerbier channel, which shows few runs
open, but it’s still early. The man on the radio recommends his
listeners to get another hour under the duvet. I do, and finish Spike’s
diaries.

Andy feels miserable. I don’t think us slackers will be skiing at
all today.

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