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After much persuasion this Christmas i finally dragged Wills ass up a mountain to learn to snowboard with my mum dad and little sister. For my foodie genes we can blame/thank my mum, Meg. Dad would be happy with a cheese and pickle sandwich, every day! Well, perhaps interspersed with a steak & chips or a toad in the hole once in a while. We stayed in a cheap (one the 2nd most popular week in the year) kids Hotel. Don’t worry there was a bar. Delicious dinner every night, think the chef relished cooking for adults who didn’t have an endless string of dietary requirements and ‘allergies’. Will became a natural and enjoyed guilt tripping me for the amount aches and pains he had.

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