When Winter arrives, ice rinks start popping up here and there. I was invited to go and try the one over at Westfield London in Shepherd’s Bush (Shey Bu for short) and make a romantic evening out of it, so I dragged Solaris100 along and there we went. Blogger Douchebag Crew is in da house, boy!
I have to say that I was a little apprehensive at first – this was only the second time I had ever been ice skating in my life because although some places will occasionally have ice rinks in Portugal, it’s not something I had ever really had a habit of doing back in the day. Skating has always been rollerskating for me, i.e. with some wheels under my feet. Also, the first time I had ever done ice skating was back in Nottingham and I have to say that I wasn’t too impressed, mainly because the rink was too full and with me not being very experienced, I was too afraid of falling over, of not being able to stop in time and had more experienced people constantly cutting in front of me in high speeds.
Anyway, we got there and got our skates. Putting them on is always a bit of an adventure, because as an inexperienced skater, I’m never too sure if I’m doing things right – you can’t have them too loose, otherwise you risk not having enough stability but you also need to make sure you don’t make them so tight that blood will stop reaching your feet. But after a few trial and error situations, we went in! I was happy to see that it was mostly parents with their children and most people behaved in a civil way. I was dreading having a similar experience to last time but fortunately, there weren’t too many people which I think makes the experience a lot safer and more enjoyable. Also, if there are any accidents or you fall on your bum, there are always what they call “ice marshalls” to hand.
We had a bit of a laugh, took each other’s photos and then had a bit of skating time together around the car on a pedestal in the centre and it was fun.
Due to some hosting issues I will have to look into, I couldn’t make these GIFs larger. What a shame, I think they’re pretty funny – spot the distressed look frame on both of them!
“I’m always this stylish, I just didn’t think anyone was looking!”
Growing up is overrated, anyway… And that’s why you do silly photos on the way out because wall of fairy lights. As we were getting a little bit peckish (read famished), we made our way to the restaurants outside. As this was supposed to be a nice romantic evening, somehow the usual food court wasn’t appropriate. We ended up picking The Bull, as they had some appetizing Sunday roasts, with different varieties of meat, which were a good change from the usual chicken or beef. We had duck and partridge roast, along with a generous serving of vegetables, potatoes and gravy, right after some delicious squid rings with parmesan crumbs. I tried to do some nice photos but at one point people were staring a bit too much… the hard life of a food critic! (I wish). The presentation was interesting – all of the items were laid out on a wooden board, which gave it an extra rustic charm, most appropriate when you are eating game. Although we are in London, sometimes some good old countryside charm doesn’t go amiss. What I liked the most visually were the purple carrots, as we don’t get to see them all that often and along with the rest of the greens, made the whole dish look interesting colourwise. After we polished off the food there was still room for sharing a small dessert. The chosen one was chocolate fondant with vanilla ice cream.
Thank you Westfield, for the invite!
Westfield Ice Rink
10 am – 9 pm
19 Nov – 3rd January
(We were Westfield’s guests however, words and opinions are my own).