Dear Dom, I will always remember skiing. A group of friends, who could ski and me, not the best...I didn't really know you too well. A friend of a friend.
I got stuck up the slope and had the worst cramps in my calves..the truth of it being I couldn't ski. You dropped over the brow of the slope like the Milk Tray man and rescued me with a piggy back snowplough.
Thank you for rescuing me.
I think of you often.
Rach x