1. Winter without snowboarding sucks. No bones, this summer has ruled, especially for those of us based in Britain who’ve long since grown used to summers masquerading as rainfests. So it feels churlish to moan about the first days of drizzle, buuutttt the only way to cope with those dark dank autumnal nights is to know that come winter you won’t be here, you’ll be in a land of crisp cold and white brightness, and more importantly fresh snow.
