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Friday, September 19, 2008
Right then. Brace yourselves.
I know it's September, and I know if you're reading this in the UK it's probably miserable. And raining.
But, as far as I'm concerned, it's nearly winter, and that means we dust down the ES blog, fill in the blanks, and bang on about the amazing weather and the fact that it's snowed up top, and I'm going up to have a look tomorrow (if it hasn't all melted).
So. News. Well, it's been quite a busy summer, with billions of people floating about resort. But, in a nut shell:
Kato didn't make the Ryder Cup Team. Again. Faldo's loss.
Maryse went to the Himalayas. As you do.
Gusy joined the Marines. Again. Make your own gags - sailors, men in uniform, etc.
Oli had knee problems. Again. Same knee. Same as last year. Lightning striking twice, etc.
Kato got a job. No, honestly.
Jo and Gareth bought a brilliant flat at the bottom of the slopes, backing onto the woods, and everyone now hates them.
Emma Lodge had about 15 different fringes.
Jonas is still Sweden's most eligible bachelor.
Toby bought and wore a suit. You know, like grown-ups do.
I might be buying a cupboard.
Almost everyone fell of their bike and got to use crutches at some point.
Kato learned to surf. For free.
Jules nipped out for coffee.
Caroline got lost in Geneva.
Louis dropped off the radar.
Ms Ackner disappeared to be a student.
Neil Kernow cleaned the van. Religiously.
Laika discovered squirrels.
Marmot poo was agreed to be the most pungent smell in the world.
Jimmy The Entrepreneur planned world domination. With Alice. It involved helicopters.
Switzerland wasn't destroyed by black holes from Cern. Which was a relief.
And Emma's missing ski was discovered. She still owes me a pint.
Meanwhile, it's Emma Lodge's birthday tonight, and we're all turning Japanese - make your own gags.
Anyway, more soon. ish.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
More cow fighting. Amazing.
Courtesy of Oli A Dannat: the high drama of watching two slightly narked cows argue over a few square feet of grazing. Enjoy:
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Cow fighting
Take a load of excited bovines who've spent the whole winter in a shed and then let them loose, and they get a bit feisty.
Add a bunch of Swiss farmers who've spent the morning drinking wine in the sunshine and arguing about who's got the biggest cow, and, to be honest, you're in for an amusing afternoon.
This year the Combat des Reines was back in Chable, and it looked a little something like this:
Thursday, April 17, 2008
And Maryse is a legend...
Not only is it Maryse's birthday today, she decided to celebrate by doing the Patrouille des Glaciers starting four am today...
The PDG is a big deal - like a marathon across the mountains on skis - and there are two versions: one from Arrolla, and one from Zermatt (which is the longer of the two and reserved for the clinically insane).
And the Swiss military get heavily involved, too, which is why my afternoon (hangover recovery) nap has just been interrupted by six fighter jets trying to get as close to our balcony as was humanly possible. Er, thanks.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=be1iVVhLFaA
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