“Wednesday, November 8th, 1893 Here I sit in the still winter night on the drifting ice-floe, and see only stars above me.… — Fridtjof Nansen Copy Share Image
“There was enough ice.So I thought. For my drink.When I used it all,I cut her heart out and used it instead.I never… — Mrinaal Copy Share Image
I was asked if I would do 'Dancing On Ice.' I thought it'd be the perfect way to get fit, lose a… — Prue Leith Copy Share Image
