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Be Square, and be there. Part 1 Kuala Lumpur

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Kuala Lumpur This prize I remember winning like it was yesterday, it all started on a Friday night with a telephone call, similar to the New Zealand holiday I won as well. I got a call at six in the evening from a promotions company informing me I had won a holiday with Kellogg’s Rice Crispie Squares to anywhere, from their chosen supplier up to the value of £2500. As you can imagine I was over the moon and Trish and I looked at the chosen supplier’s website for somewhere to go, but everywhere was too expensive and would mean losing out on a great experience. The best place we could go was Cuba for seven nights, don’t get me wrong this is still a great prize, but with £2500 you can see a lot of the world. So I contacted them and said I don’t really fancy going to any of their chosen places, is it possible to pick my own holiday and they pay for it? After much deliberation they called me back and said they don’t usually do it, but seeing that it was a large amount of money, and Kell

Salty ducks, I think they call it?

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This was a competition I won from the Ski Club of Great Britain for 7 nights in Sauze D’Oulx, Italy with ski passes, ski lesson and meals. It is hard to say as it’s pronounced differently by nearly everyone and just sounds like salty ducks (sorry no intension to upset anyone). Skiing for the first time, was going to be a a new experience for us both, but first we need some skiing clothes, so off we went and bought all the gear and we were ready to go. We went in early December, possibly at the worst time because there was no snow, and they had to use the snow cannons on all the mountains to put down what can only be described as solid ice. We flew to Turin airport which was about an hour away by bus,  and dropped us off right outside the Hotel La Torre . On arriving they didn’t seem to be expecting us, we get this a lot and still not prepared for it, so they were trying to sort it out when the manager, who they called “ Il direttore” came over. He was not best pleased and in loud It