What the colour codes of ski slopes, can teach us about life.

I understood now how fragile I was, and had become too accomplished at imagining what could go wrong.

My skiing career started when I was fifteen. A week, somewhere in the alps. Switzerland I think, (which is where everyone tends to picture when I tell them where I live now).

I didn’t take much notice of where it was because  I was fifteen and  I wasn’t paying and I hadn’t the tiniest inkling of how much it was costing the two people who were paying – my…