When I was bent over I looked back through my legs and saw that the men were still watching. One of them grinned. Only twice did I manage to give someone a show when I got out and dressed. Jon took me round the back of it (no one lived there in the winters) and we sat on a wooden bench taking in the bright sun and scenery. It certainly was fresh. I got out of the warm bit and was standing shivering on the edge of the icy bit trying to pluck up enough courage to jump in when Jon pushed me in. On the other hand I was excited, it was something new, and I was sure that we’d be able to have some ‘fun’. I slouched down in the chair and let my legs move about as the boots went on. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. After breakfast Jon was eager to get to the shop where we hired boots and skis. Next was the ski boots, Jon had no intention of buying any, but he wanted me to try some on for 2 reasons.
