tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152500614538454860.post582864497932309089..comments2023-07-15T20:53:04.640+10:00Comments on tête-à-tête: frostysunnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12514551210140797727noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152500614538454860.post-82630470323915961442008-06-16T18:24:00.000+10:002008-06-16T18:24:00.000+10:00I've only ever seen real snow once...we were cross...I've only ever seen real snow once...we were crossing the Italian border...and it was fair pissweak snow too...almost sludgey.<BR/><BR/>We have a picture of a group of us standing in the snow with me <I>screaming</I> my head off, tears running down my face.<BR/><BR/>My parents thought it was just because I thought I was cold. It was actually because Edward had shoved a big bundle of snow down my back.Revilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10431341255721306441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152500614538454860.post-89463311859838666052008-06-16T17:20:00.000+10:002008-06-16T17:20:00.000+10:00I'm a horrible Boy. I remember once I was at Mt Bu...I'm a horrible Boy. I remember once I was at Mt Buller, and I saw a young family making a rather ugly snowman. I had decided to knock it down after they left. Which I did. But they saw me, the children, in their car as it descended away from the slope.<BR/><BR/>but, I've always wanted to build a snowman like the ones in the picture books, with a top hat.Yarshkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17118928993238402504noreply@blogger.com