Friday, May 19, 2006
03/2006 Crans-Montana: 'non-skier perspective…'
Crans and Montana are actually two villages strung along a plateau which allegedly has fantastic views over the Rhone valley. All I can see is a curtain of snow. A narrow main road links the two resorts and is lined with shops selling expensive designer gear, the nearer you get to Crans, the more expensive the shop. The planners don’t appear to be as strict as they are in Saas Fee and Zermatt and there are a few architectural monstrosities blotting the landscape, but the place has a buzzing lively feel. French seems to be the first language of the locals here, as opposed to German in the other two resorts I’ve visited.
Sky News is full of Gary Glitter’s conviction and impending incarceration. Have vivid memories of skiving a day off school in the 1970s to lurk outside BRMB radio in Birmingham, in the freezing cold, waiting for him to turn up for an interview (which he didn’t). I found an old tape of his recently and listened to it rather furtively in my car - felt very guilty and had to turn it down at the traffic lights in case anyone heard me singing along to ‘Leader of the Gang’. Have no doubt of his guilt though, an ex-boyfriend drummed for him on one of his 1980s comeback tours – the stories he told me about Mr Glitter and his alleged proclivities are quite hair-raising.
Crans and Montana are actually two villages strung along a plateau which allegedly has fantastic views over the Rhone valley. All I can see is a curtain of snow. A narrow main road links the two resorts and is lined with shops selling expensive designer gear, the nearer you get to Crans, the more expensive the shop. The planners don’t appear to be as strict as they are in Saas Fee and Zermatt and there are a few architectural monstrosities blotting the landscape, but the place has a buzzing lively feel. French seems to be the first language of the locals here, as opposed to German in the other two resorts I’ve visited.
Sky News is full of Gary Glitter’s conviction and impending incarceration. Have vivid memories of skiving a day off school in the 1970s to lurk outside BRMB radio in Birmingham, in the freezing cold, waiting for him to turn up for an interview (which he didn’t). I found an old tape of his recently and listened to it rather furtively in my car - felt very guilty and had to turn it down at the traffic lights in case anyone heard me singing along to ‘Leader of the Gang’. Have no doubt of his guilt though, an ex-boyfriend drummed for him on one of his 1980s comeback tours – the stories he told me about Mr Glitter and his alleged proclivities are quite hair-raising.
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