Sunday 15th We got up at about 7:00am and got ready in our ski gear and went for brekkie at 8:00am. We had bread rolls and jam and tea and coffee and stuff. Skiing lessons started at 9:30 so we all made our way to the bottom of the nursery slope.
They split us into 2 groups and I got put with my mates. Then we had to do snow ploughs down and they split us again. I was in a group with a woman instructor called Manuella and Emma, Cat, Georgia etc. and Ralph and Ferny. As we were going down, Ferny kept falling and eventually he went to the instructor to tell her his knee had swollen up. He just sat out all day. I felt really sorry for him. We went back to the hotel for lunch then had another 2 hours afterwards.
It was dead good between the end of the afternoon session and tea. We had about 3 hours and were bored so when Jez and Ferny went to our room, we locked them on the balcony. Jez asked us for a bottle of water to do his hair. We didn’t believe him and though he was going to chuck it at us but he was serious. It did start a water fight though.
Freddie managed to get into our room somehow so we locked the door and we held the 3 of them hostage. Freddie let them in off the balcony but Ferny locked himself in the shower room. We told Freddie he couldn’t go until he cleaned up and he got down on his hands and knees and started wiping up all the water. That was only after Rani had him cornered and was stamping on his balls though. Ouch!
When Freddie had cleaned up and we got sick of Jez moaning, we let them out but Ferny was still in the shower. At one point, he asked me, “Do you spell Tess with one S or two?” I never found out why he wanted to know. It’s still bugging me now.
When he came out, I saw he’d put all the towels in the bin and put it in the shower. They were soaking but I wasn’t too bothered coz mine weren’t in there. We let him go at tea.
After tea, we went swimming. We all had to share the same changing rooms. We did races to start with and Freddie dived in and banged his head on the side but he was alright.
Later on, they were in trouble with some French lads who’d threatened to twat them so everyone (8 of them) in that room locked themselves in the shower and toilet.
Oh yeah, Ralph asked me out today but he was only messing about.
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