We had a good ‘do’ round at Anne-Marie and Paul’s last night, and it was James’s birthday.

Anne-Marie with her traditional selfie.

We had a lovely evening, with lots of nice nibbles and raclette.

We had a brief ski yesterday, followed by an afternoon in the kitchen preparing for Pie Night. Pie Night originated in last year’s lockdown – we could buy pies mail order and it was a nice change from Co-op food.

Afterwards we had the inevitable game of Yahtzee. Emily was the winner.

Val had her German class this morning, and this afternoon we had a wander around the village. It’s very, very quiet. Not a soul on the nursery slopes.

Rocks later, followed by a mystery ‘event’ at Anne-Marie and Paul’s.
It’s another lovely day. We’ve got stuff to do this afternoon, but we’re up early so we can squeeze in a couple of hours up the hill. It’s much less busy than yesterday.

Down in Grindelwald it’s the World Snow Festival, in which teams from around the world compete to see who can produce the best snow sculpture. They each get a 3 metre cube of snow to work with. Some of the teams have found the time to do sculptures up here at Männlichen too.


We had a good ski, and went home for lunch. Val has her German class, and I need to get lots of shopping from Interlaken, as we’re entertaining tomorrow.
We had a good evening’s entertainment from Beves and Ibe at the Sunstar last night, and this morning the sun’s out again. Up we go to Männlichen.

It’s very busy. We pick our way down the hill to the lift, and go for coffee.

After a bit more skiing, we decided to head home. It’s a steep climb back up to the cable car station.

The skiing wasn’t the best owing to the crowds, but it was nice to be out in the sunshine.
It’s a lovely day, sunny and cold. We’re off to Interlaken. Lots of people enjoying the ‘Ice Magic’ skating complex on the Hohematt.

On the train on the way back to Wengen, we follow the World Cup slalom race from Kitzbühel in Austria. Our buddy Dave Ryding is racing. We had a few beers with him when he was racing in Wengen a few years ago.


Today, he won. That’s the first time a British skier has ever won a World Cup race.

It’s an incredible result, for a guy who started skiing at his local plastic slope in Manchester. There’s only going to be one topic of conversation in the pub tonight.

After a quiet few days, it was our turn for entertaining last night. Emily, Anne-Marie and Paul came round. I made a big toad in the hole.

This morning it was a bit murky up at Männlichen, and freezing cold.

We were well wrapped up, and we had a good ski. There were dozens of children skiing – they often get a Friday off school so that they can ski when it’s less busy than the weekend.

Pub later.