On Sunday 5th October, 24 of us went on the boarder’s ice skating trip to Hull. We set off straight after lunch and the journey went pretty smoothly apart from a few hiccups with the sat-nav and the bumpy, windy road taking their toll on one of the boarders.
Anyway, roll on to 2:15, we had arrived at Hull Ice Arena. Whilst Mrs Thomas was organising our tickets at the desk, me and Pippa were discussing the slight possibility of an ambulance being required during the skating with Mr Finch. So, everyone getting on the ice and luckily for me I wasn’t the only completely inexperienced ice skater which made me feel a whole lot better!
Then, with a few circuits of the rink, I started to get the hang of it and my confidence was growing quickly, but every time someone fell over or crashed into each other, my anxiety levels raised, they went down after the first half hour though. Hot and thirsty, Elaine and I went into the café where Mr Finch and Mrs Thomas were watching us. I was asked if I had fallen yet and no I hadn’t. There were a few people though who I think will be slightly bruised and sore during the next few days. For one in particular person the fall count went up to 12. For me after 1 hour and a half the count was only 2.
4:00 came and we were all handing our ice skates in when I realised what sheer pain my feet were in, only to find out I had 3 blisters on each foot from the skates. Nevermind, it was all worthwhile AND we all got some luxury biscuits and a drink for the bus ride home. No hiccups on the journey back, and much to all our delight, we just made it back in time for boarders tea. All in all a great way to spend a Sunday!