Monday, 22 March 2010

AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN HIGH ENOUGH

Sometimes I wake up alone and sometimes I don’t. Last Sunday morning, for instance, I awoke in a single bed in an unfamiliar room surrounded by stuff that wasn’t mine.

Where am I? I wondered as I crawled up through the depths.

I went to the window and peeked out: a spectacular landscape thrilled my eyes - definitely not my usual view. Instead of the quiet communal gardens of my leafy London neighbourhood, a towering range of snow-capped mountains soared above me, the imposing majesty of Mont Blanc dominating the peaks like a great rock god.

In case you hadn't guessed yet, I was away on a ski trip staying in a beautiful chalet owned by some friends of a friend of mine. For someone who lives alone, waking up to happy clan of noisy people, lots of kids and a large, wet Labrador is a very different experience to that wot I am used to, but one to which I quickly warmed.

It felt like Christmas every morning as a mixed bag of bodies in various stages of undress wandered into the vast, beating heart of the house to help themselves to the copious choice of breakfast: freshly-made apple, carrot, beetroot and ginger juice (thanks Shaun!) hand-frothed cappuccinos, yogurts, cereals, breads, cheeses, jams, chutneys, last night's leftovers. And then we went off skiing. Or didn’t, depending on the weather and our mood.

The toyboy content during this break was rather thin on the ground. There's always the ski instructors, of course, but we all remember The Great Val d’Esire Massacre a couple of years ago, so poignantly documented in TBD2 'The Daily Male'. I decided not to go there again. I chose Megève instead.

Holidays are for kicking back and going with the flow – or in this case, the snow. I didn’t even work ... WELL I COULDN'T, COULD I, BECAUSE I’D LEFT MY LAPTOP ON THE PLANE! Can you believe that - me, whose laptop is an extension of my right hand, forgetting to put it back in my holdall when we landed in Geneva?!

And so it cowered, frightened and alone, under seat 9D, whimpering quietly to itself, wondering whether it had done something terribly wrong until an honest cleaner picked it up and handed it in at the airport's Lost Property where we were reunited on my return.

Although no fresh toyboys were added to my arsenal (the use of this word will no doubt jar with Mr. Is-Good-Good-Enough as he's a Spurs supporter) I did stick a few new irons in the fire. Some of them had marshmallows on the end as I’m rather partial to soft pink squidgy things especially when dipped in rich, dark, melted chocolate.

And apart from cuckoo clocks, fondue, yodelling and charming mountain villages nestling in the crisp white snow, the Swiss do excel in rich, dark, melted chocolate...

7 comments:

Wild Willie o' Orkney said...

...'but did she actually do any SKIING?'he wonders, as no mention of this at all in her blog (apart from a brief reference to the white stuff, and the ever-willing,highly fit istructors. Ah well - at least you didn't break anything vital!
Gosh, you were lucky about your wayward laptop. Given the current levels of security in and around aircraft these days I'm surprised it didn't meet its maker in a controlled explosion by the security people. Makes you think tho' doesn't it? COULD have been a bomb - and dear old 'Mrs mop ' cheerfully sticks it under her arm and marches off to the airport's lost property office...!
Now - nose back to the grindstone please, m'dear!

Wendy Salisbury said...

Yes Willie, I did ski. And thanks for reminding me that I omitted to mention it. Not much point in going to a ski resort otherwise! I love it but am a bit of a fairweather skier these days, of which, thankfully, there was plenty.

re: the laptop and security, you're right. They make you strip down to your breakfast going through security which is obviously all a load of nonsense, but we've known that for some time. The grindstone is being sharpened as we speak...

Wild Willie o' Orkney said...

Oh, but you DID, darlin' (para 5)- and realized this as soon as I'd pressed the send button and your blog hit me between the eyes - whereupon the air went blue!"She'll think I'm a right nerd" etc.- so sorry about that. I was so 'absorbed' with your vivid description of your sumptious surroundings and breakfast cuisine it somehow got 'lost'! Ah well...Good to hear you had a great time on the slopes, and plenty of snow. Aviemore has also done well this year - for a change!

carzy said...

世間事沒有一樣沒有困難,只要有信心去做,至少可以做出一些成績。........................................

Wild Willie o' Orkney said...

I THINK s/he's trying to say 'Hi'!
Just love the calligraphy tho'.

治士士 said...

你不能左右天氣,但你可以改變心情 ..................................................

Wendy Salisbury said...

Carzy! I love your comments but I can't understand them : - (

Can you write in English at all please??

Best wishes

Wendy