I haven't skied in ages, since I was fifteen if I remember rightly, and while other people have been learning on dry slopes before they went I hadn't bothered, so I was a little unsure whether or not I'd be able to remember what on earth I was meant to do. Fortunately, it all came back very quickly, and since I much less malcoordinated than I was when I was young I'm probably actually better than I was back then.
Anyway, the whole thing was enormous fun, and I pretty much spent the entire weekend either skiing, drinking or sleeping (and not a great deal of the latter). Impressively, major injuries were avoided by all.
On the house front I'm now just about sorted - I bought a matress yesterday, and that should be delivered next Thursday. There are still some things that need sorting out in the longer term - I could do with some proper kitchen chairs, along with a sideboard and maybe a coffee table for the living room, but I'm going to take a breather before I start in on all that stuff. Next step is to sort out a housewarming