Last night, my housemates and I went ice skating at one of the few indoor ice skating rinks in London just down the road. I hadn’t done this for years (and before that, not even that often) so I was a bit hesitant at going but still thought it would be fun to do. We all arrived just to see the end of the pretty good figure skating practice but thankful we didn’t have to watch ourselves before we embarassed ourselves on the ice.

Skating is not too cheap (£9) and you end up putting on what looked like cheap rollerblade boots, and certainly felt like painfully tight ski boots yet still did the job (a word of advice – definitely trade in your boots if you aren’t happy with the edging – my first ones felt like someone had greased them up big time!). The ice skating rink in Bayswater is apparently a lot larger than what it used to be, until a bar and a ten pin bowling alley was put in. The rink itself is by no means small, comfortably fitting the fifty people, although some were more dangerous than others. White domes pulsating with multi colored lights cover the ceiling and give the place a little bit more of the disco feel, and when paired with cheesy 80s and early 90s music seemed pretty appropriate.

Amazingly all of us managed to go through the night without falling over and yet still managed to push through the boot pain and enjoy the night.