24/04/2012 by Carl Reynolds
Swimming along, thinking a song, side by side…it’s been a long time since I’ve swum side by side with Big C, but his returned mojo and my reduced state serendipitously brought us together for a 1000 yards. It’s now clear that my rehabilitation is going to take a little while longer than I had thought; such are the vicissitudes of life. Meanwhile Chris entertained one and all in the sauna with his Formbyesque ditty on the lido and everyone tucked into Ape bread and marmalade, Nando’s lemon muffins and Sue’s fresh brewed brew and coffee. The breakfast party swung, paused and died out as people wandered off to housework, paid work and alternate leisure pursuits.
Ape – 1200 yards, Mrs Ape – 1200 yards, 10 degrees C