09/07/2012 by Carl Reynolds
Down to Tootin’ with Simon and Rebekkah in tow. Simon is a triathlete, but freaked on a recent swim. His diagnosis that his suit is too small (and on subsequent inspection I concurred) and that he couldn’t see a thing, meant that remedies were possible. He’d had a lesson with the wonderful Lido Mike, but as we’re neighbours and we hadn’t chatted for a while, we decided it’d be good to combine two of the loves of my life – swimming and talking. It soon became clear that his head was too low – which meant he wasn’t looking where he was going; it made his angle sloped and sighting harder than it needed to be. Some quick adjustments and he was off.
Meanwhile, Rebekkah gamely stepped in and did a few lengths without complaint. Though when she asked why her little finger was going crock, I pointed out it was time to get out. Mrs Ape meanwhile tucked her tootsies into some flippers and worked on her rotation and breathing. A right action learning set. And as serendipity strikes there was Lido Mike to say hello to too.
And while you’re here, you might as well catch the latest instalment of Jenny Landreth’s grumpy tour of London’s municipal pools.