A very snowie Christmas!

Hello all my lovelies!
I am writing a much delayed christmas blog as i realised when i got to our chalet (not 'ours' ours but the one we stayed in!)that there was no internet connection or, more importantly, a computer! I hope you all had fabulously amazing and magical christmases!
i did have an amazing holiday however despite this deficiency! skiing is so tiring but so much fun! it snowed for 4 solid days before we arrived meaning that there was 4ft deep snow all over the resort to have 8wonderful skifilled days pottering around on!
Got back last night and this morning sat around our VERY basic christmas tree (artificial with one string of lights on only!) and opened the presents that were to large to have in our stocking in france on christmas day!
I have some lush photos of 'Ffion in action' and other pretty snow scenes etc.. that i need to ask my 13yr old computer whizz of a brother to put on this blog for me later!
however right now my much harrassed mother is yelling at me to come help tidy the house as at 3.00 tomorrow my auntie and uncle and ALL our cousins are descending from wales on our house for new year! so then till later xxxFfixxx

A little Ditty, courtesy of Lewis Carrol, to cheer everyone up after leaving the awsomeness that is Mary's college Durham!

The Walrus and the Carpenter

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright --
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done --
It's very rude of him. she said,
To come and spoil the fun!

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead --
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand:
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
If this were only cleared away,
They said, 'it would be grand.

If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose, the Walrus said,
That they could get it clear?
I doubt it, said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

'O Oysters, come and walk with us!
The Walrus did beseech.
A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each.

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head --
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

Out four young Oysters hurried up.
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat --
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more --
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

The time has come, the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax --
Of cabbages -- and kings --
And why the sea is boiling hot --
And whether pigs have wings.

But wait a bit, the Oysters cried,
Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!
No hurry! said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

A loaf of bread, the Walrus said,
Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed --
Now, if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed.

But not on us! the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!
The night is fine, the Walrus said,
Do you admire the view?

It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!
The Carpenter said nothing but
Cut us another slice-
I wish you were not quite so deaf-
I've had to ask you twice!

It seems a shame, the Walrus said,
To play them such a trick.
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!
The Carpenter said nothing but
The butter's spread too thick!

I weep for you,the Walrus said:
I deeply sympathize.
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

O Oysters,' said the Carpenter,
You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?
But answer came there none --
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one

so whats all this "blog" malarky??

well....ive done it! ive jumped on the band-wagon! do i feel glad?proud? or simply ashamed at not staying strong against the force of peir-pressure? not at all.....this is really fun! i can live out my fantasys of being a writer right here on these cyber-pages!
it also means i can chat to you guys when we all spread to the four corners of this fair isle!(in laymans terms...when were all at home in the hols!)
however i refuse to be a fickle blogger, only using the system as a means of contact, rather i will aim to be diligent in my postings, even over the mundane happens of my life (like buying a new toothbrush!). However, i also will hopefully give y'all a glimpse into the fabulous fantastical world i live in day to day!
Tonight is 'studio' night and i can feel my feet twitching in anticipation already! i hope it will be a night to remember and also a night repeated on regular tuesdays next term! so dinner time soon and i still have do do my profile! adios amigos!
xxxx Ffi xxxx