I went ice-skating at Somerset House last week. It was a last minute thing and I only knew one other person there, Kirsty the Kiwi, but it was still good to reaffirm my innate Canuck superiority in the frozen pond department.
If nothing else, moving to England has completely eradicated the inferiority complex I had back home about my poor skating ability. Yes, I still can't do cross-overs backwards, but here no one even knows what I'm talking about. I've instantly become a sporting star!
Previous Ice Skating at Somerset House Entry from 16 January 2003