Back when we first visited Ben and Michelle in London, one of the places they took us to was Somerset House.
Back then, we had no real idea what it was, other than a building that had an ice-skating rink out the front. But oh my, how times have changed! Now, not only do we know that it’s a building with an ice-skating rink out the front, but we also know that it shows movies during the summer months! Yes, this really is about as far as my knowledge extends, but I’m sure that if I were to actually click on the link that I’ve so helpfully included in this article, I’d be bombarded with loads of uselessful information on the place. But alas, I don’t really care all that much; I’m happy just knowing that it’s ice-skating-come-movie-cinema building place thingy.
Anyway, Aubain and Ingrid asked us aaaaaagggesss ago if we wanted to hit the rink with them during the between-Christmas-and-New-Year’s lull, so off we went tonight to give it a whirl. London did its best to discourage us with fairly heavy rainfall, but to be honest, I didn’t even notice it while I was out on the ice – it was only when I came back in that I found out my jacket was soaked!
Ice skating was a weird sensation coming only two days after skiing – the skates just felt all too short, to me! However after a cautious few steps at the start, we all managed to find our feet (some more so than others; turns out Aubain and Ingrid are both quite good!). Even better, we managed to make it through the whole hour without a single stack!
We polished off the night with a few well earned cups of mulled wine, in the little bar overlooking the rink. Ahhhhh…… this is what winter should be all about.
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