A night on the piste

We all had a lovely day today. well, until about 3pm that is. C (Nikonabike) unfortunately dislocated his shoulder. They took him to a clinic in the local town, where the doctor yanked it back into place  (or whatever is the medical term for that).
It hurt a lot when they did that, but it helped a little that the nurse was a 6 foot Nordic-looking young lady, with long blonde hair, who injected his bum to help with the pain.
He's had an early-ish night tonight. No more skiing for him this week, which is a great shame as he was really enjoying it and doing so well too.
This is the view from our bedroom balcony at 9:45 this evening. There is some sort of ski display being put on by instructors I think. I'm off to bed with my hot chocolate and a poorly soldier.