yesterday we went ice-skating, despite horrible background music it was good to have a winter experience. we repeated it in the evening with woolen socks around the living room and the kitchen. this time our techniques were much better and the music as well: "the welcome wagon"
i always wanted to be trained in figure skating but my mother did'nt liked the competitive atmosphere and handknitted the woolen leggings that were required for the training instead of buying the elegant thinner ones. I am still pretty good with iceskating and wish i had kept that handknitted trousers...
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