Ice-skating

A's 9th birthday party, delayed from a week ago, was held at our local ice rink. Ten girls, half an hour on the ice, four pizzas, one fabulous cake and half a dozen parents made for a pleasant morning. I didn't skate myself, though Liz did. The last (and only) time I went skating was at Streatham Ice Rink some 20 years ago. Never roller-skated either. Not sure why; never really appealed.