We’re getting the chalet sorted, not exactly deep cleaned as these have to be the messiest guests we’ve had all season so that would be an uphill battle. There are areas which probably haven’t been cleaned since Kath left! It is actually a rather nice little chalet and an absolute doddle with 2 people, particularly after Breche. The weather is great at present as well so showing it off to its best. (Hope these don’t make you feel too nostalgic Kath)
We had a lazy afternoon yesterday; someone had found some deckchairs so Roger, Sorcha and I appropriated them as we’d had the time when the others were still cleaning. We had to go back in for evening service and Sorcha had smashed her chalet cleaning. Needless to say, we got a little sunburnt. We had no idea that we’d need to bring out a summer wardrobe as well as all the winter clothes but beggars can’t be choosers.
We went up on the slopes for a couple of hours today for possibly the last time as the snow conditions are really deteriorating so we had to go to the glacier. (There are rumours of more snow this weekend tho!). At least we were both intact, just about. Roger had fallen and hurt his recently healed ribs again and I’d had 2 falls in close succession bashing my knees on each occasion. One involved an altercation with a snow cannon on a particularly icey run – must have been the only one left in the resort. The other had been slightly more embarrassing when I fell over in the dinning room during service. Fortunately I was on my way back to collect plates to deliver to the table so my hands were empty as I cornered too fast in my slippy shoes and slid rapidly to the floor, narrowly missing cracking my head on the serving cabinet. Perhaps I should wear my helmet at all times! My pride transpired to be more injured than my body but our lovely guests came to the rescue both of myself and of the dinner.
And possibly our final outing to Le Spot where we bumped into our co-hosts