Though she's fairly good on skates, Jenny keeps a careful hold of Cameron's hand as they make their way farther out onto the ice, relishing the ability to do so as much as anything else. It is helpful, anyway, when she's so determined not to get anything wrong here, well aware of how unflattering it would be if she fell. "No, it was mostly like this," she says, nodding. Somehow, though, between the clothes and the company and the particulars of the setting, it still feels like an entirely different world. There would be nothing half this enjoyable about winters in Twickenham. "When we went, that is, which we didn't always, but sometimes."