Eine gluwein fraulein, schnell ja!

March 18th.
During the oh-so-dark and chilly winter it is a saving grace to spend days in the elegant and secluded mountain village of Klosters. many thanks once again for another seasonal visit chez Fattorini. Arriving in what seemd like mid-summer we were quickly doused by the largest snowfall of the season and spent the ensuing days sking through fresh powder fields albeit in the re-freshing temperature of-12c. Needless to say there were the usual antics, and many thanks to our real-life argentinian ski-champion CL for rescuing a badly need hat that some idiot (me) had manged to throw off a cliff, (photo attached). This was a mere side-show compared to the alarm call from legendary Aunty K who, concerned as to the safety of her favourite son Sebastiano, called out the swiss mountain rescue one evening as an apocolyptic sun descended into the maelstrom of a snarling blizzard. If only he and his wayward friends had thought to lift the phone from its receiver at their warm and comfortable bar stools in the Schwendi hutte halfway down the Gotschna . . .