The 12 days of Christmas

 

I thought I'd share a photo for every day of the twelve days leading up to Christmas which will see me get from Sheffield to London to Miami and finally landing home - in Grand Cayman.

On the first day of Christmas....

It was my last day in Sheffield! We've had a week of sledging, fun-filled snow, that all too quickly turned to treacherous ice! The slopes of Sheffield soon became lethal and I, myself, took a spectacular 9am tumble right in front of a truck full of builders. My legs were up in the air, my bag went flying and I landed smack on my bum. You know it's a good'un when you hear people ask : 'Are you ok there?' 'Do you need any help?' I had an embarrassed chuckle to myself - which is the best way of shrugging off your soggy bottom and blue hands, and then tried to skate myself back up onto my feet. Needless to say the builders did not rush over to assist me - quite unfair given that I most certainly made their morning!

On the second day of Christmas...

 

Stefan and I travelled from Heathrow, to Miami and then on to our final destination - Cayman, with a few margaritas along the way!




On the third, (fourth and fifth) day of Christmas....

we've had some good fun in the sun here in Cayman!



OK so as you can imagine the Christmas season ran away with me, in true festive style there were many cocktail parties, family meals, tours of the lights and a few hangover days - here's the next 6 days of Christmas and more.



Fishing for some Christmas lunch

Christmas Day 2010

And an evening of traditional Cayman Christmas Lights to finish.

It's SNOW time

The last two days here in Sheffield have been complete snow days - no lectures, no studying, working, no shopping, no gyming, just SLEDGING - and it has been a pleasure! Last year I was away in Spain for 9 months and the snowfall out there was fairly minimal - when not at the ski slopes (yes you can ski in Spain). So it's been almost two years since I've savoured the delights of knee-high snow, abandoned cars and cancelled classes. With my netball trip to Newcastle cancelled, there was nothing else for it but to get to a near by slope and get sledging - although I managed to buy the only sledge that didn't work. A baking tray would have gone quicker and straighter! £13.99 NOT well spent!

 The crew of sledgers included myself, Hannah, Alison, Dippy, Rider, Balti, Bond and plenty other familiar faces. And yes, they are their real names.