El Gordo

We set off this morning on our ski holiday. We had reached Murcia about 50k from home and for some reason I said to Roy "did you pack the ski poles" and he hadn't, they were in the porch and we had both overlooked them. So, we drove back home, retrieved the poles and off we went again.

Eventually arrived at the hotel, looks like loads of snow on the mountains, so hopefully some good skiing.

This is my lottery ticket for El Gordo 'the fat one', tomorrow the winnings nunbers are dawn, so fingers crossed.