day eight

On the eighth day of Christmas Goodwind sent a blog entry sadly lacking in any festive theme...

seventh day

On the seventh day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me....

day six

On the sixth day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me.....

fifth

On the fifth day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me....

go forth

On the fourth day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me....

the turd day

on the turd day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me....

second

on the second day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me....

advent number 1

On the first day of Christmas Goodwind sent to me.....

birthday bbq

Lots of love on the slope this Sunday, a good turn out despite the miserable start to the day.

bbq birthday boy brandishes blow lamp (Mrs Leebert photo)

Jason comes in to land

...moments later, he does indeed land in a Batman's villainous arch enemy stylee

now in his 40th year, Paul gazes into the flames and ponders a future of rudder elevator floaters more becoming of a senior slope gent (Pete W photo)

hells bells! the cow shed's burning!!

Bob and Alan rush to investigate

ahh so that's where the party is!

Pete is non plussed by Ray's new mooch tache


Simon has it under control







they booked a 'spirited sucking call girl from Steps' stripper gram, but got a 'spirit supping Mongol from the Steppes' instead


but Mr and Mrs Leebert more than make up for it with a superb card signed by all (Mrs Leebert photo)

they send their love to you all too

Ray ignores Charlie

Bob and Eric ignore Ray

MIG ALERT!

come on ladies and gentlemen...haven't you got homes to go to?

splendid thursday

quality hill clutter

rigging the beast

Simon does his best to mask the premaiden anxiety



a real man's foamie



slope side bromance


Rob sends his love to you all





good to see Mr Leebert on the hill again

something is about to be born from an egg on a mountain top

the tedium of another sun set shot