Monday, 31 December 2012
And although getting her kitted out and walking with all that paraphernalia was tricky once we were on the lift and flying high, she was in heaven.
She stayed upright and on her skis in between my legs and screamed 'that is so cool' all the way down.
Saturday, 29 December 2012
After skiing it was off for the first sledge ride of the holiday. Mini and I overtook papa and Phin on the outside curve, winning the race. But what was even more fun was hitching a ride on the Tschuggen hotel's new swanky lift. A double cabin, each with six white thickly upholstered armchairs, a glass roof and a sturdy seatbelt for holding you in place when you zoom up the mono rail.
Friday, 28 December 2012
It snowed over thirty centimetres through the night and although the day started out cloudy things soon cleared and we had a great first day skiing.
Phin joined us in the morning to brush up on his snowplough before going to ski school tomorrow.
We had such fun with him and I can't wait to try and get mini on skis before the end of the week. She's definitely loving the kit though, especially her new red moon boots and goggles.
Phin is wearing his ski jacket by Finger In The Nose and I love that it reminds me of the jackets we used to inherit from my cousins in the seventies. Phin may have to wear a helmet but Tom and I are still sticking to our trusted wooly hats to keep us warm and protected. I snapped this navy retro Moncler number in Rome airport. Now that's chic duty free shopping Italian style.
Tuesday, 25 December 2012
(Phin) but the real show stopper was the shop. Mini has now gone into retail thanks to my uncle Bernd slaving away to restore my own hand-made wooden store that my Omi gave to me when I must have been around Phin's age.
My Omi was in heaven Watching five of her twelve great grand children unwrap their gifts with great joy.
After a gorgeous dinner of too much goose and dumplings we packed up the car and headed off to catch the 2.20am Eurotunnel train back to blighty for stockings on Christmas morning. Who will get there first, Us or Santa?
Merry Christmas to you all! 🎅🎅🎅🎄
Monday, 24 December 2012
Last year the small town in Germany where my family live sold out of the gingerbread houses. So I thought laterally, bought 15 bars of chocolate and we made our own. It went down so well my aunt didn't even bother securing a traditional one this year and asked me instead if I minded doing the chocolate construction again.
So this year with more time on my hands and a little hindsight I was able to perfect the building.
Firstly I used royal icing for the construction. It's too hard for sticking the sweets on (you need a chisel to get them off) but as an alternative to cement it's perfect. If you can't buy it, just add one egg white to your icing sugar and it works perfectly.
First I stuck the four bars together and onto a tray and then I let them dry. Next I stuck the second floor together and added to the ground floor and let it dry for a few hours. Then I carved two triangles from the next two bars. The length of the bar should be the longest part of the triangle. This then matches up to form the front/back of the roof, helping to create the perfect pitched roof. Make sure the icing sugar is really thick as it has to stay put on the edges and hold each bar in place. Once these are dry you can add the final four bars for the roof.
I then carved up the 15th bar to make the chimney. It's a little lop sided but looks great with a few marshmallow coming out the top. Don't worry about it not looking neat and pretty, once it's covered in sweets you won't see a thing.
Now it's time to decorate! When I do my own they tend to be colour coordinated and rather twee and pretty but when the whole family gets involved its a free for all! Each person gets a side and covers it with their favourite sweets.
Can you spot the house?
Saturday, 22 December 2012
At ninety three she sits at the rear of the room, quietly sipping the home made schnapps while her children, grandchildren and five of her twelve great grandchildren hang every ornament ever made on her tree.
Each year I buy a few more to add to the collection and it's a trip down memory lane for me as I spot the yellow clay heart my brother George made for her or the brass musical instruments that decorated the tree when I was a little girl and the gold paper angel that i brought home from school.
There's no more room and the tree glows with memories and trinkets and we can sit back and enjoy another great year.
Friday, 21 December 2012
Phin meanwhile was in lumberjack mode with his gap skinny jeans, new tan Uggs, JCrew check jacket and Bonpoint beanie. It snowed a smidge last night in Germany and he gleefully scraped every millimetre of snow together to make his boulder. What would Christmas be without a spot of snow.