Just coming to the end of a week’s snowboarding holiday in the lovely French alpine resort of Montechavin which makes between the Les Arcs and La Plagne ski areas, and my goodness what wonderful snow we’ve had here. The only drawback is that I’ve snowboarded my legs off, so much so, that early nights and deep sleeps have very much been the order of things, along with the fine Savoyard cuisine, and one out two glasses of the local Genepi.

Now while this has been very restful, I did with what little energy I had left at the end of the day find my attention during forward the writing of my second Flames of Time novel, and as such have now penned the first few hundred words. This has been both odd and strangely exciting as I once again ‘re-a quaint myself with the characters that are in many ways old friends.

Anyway, sleep beckons, so here’s a picture of the valley from the balcony windows here in France.