My Winter Treat
Normally I go ice skating at Hampton Court, but this year, following the complete failure of DK to actually move any limbs this weekend, my plans to go whizzing around the ice rink in Edinburgh did not happen.
So, have decided instead that the devil will have to put a woolly hat on his horns and wrap a scarf around his tail and I can push him around the ice rink at the Tower of London.
Perhaps he's afraid that it signifies that hell has frozen over...or maybe he's just rubbish at skating?
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I did move some limbs, a number of times, as I recall...
Besides, we went and drank gluhwein and we went on some fairground rides; I can't believe that you would malign me in this way!
DK
You should come skating in Winchester, followed by a bottle of champagne chez moi
And what about DK? Do we leave him sitting on the ice, rubbing his sore knees after the 50 falls from his blunt skates onto the hard, cold ice?
He can support from the sidelines/sofa
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