18/11/2012 by Carl Reynolds
A trip to Patagonia with lots of water but no immersion.
An A-Z of Liverpool from RockaBilly, with the square I lived on in the central pages.
A comment about a bloke called ‘Hardcore Carl’. Not at the moment. I managed 400 yards today in 7 degrees water. Reacclimatising after another week and a half away.
The concept of mindful swimming from the wise man, Jawad.
Songs of love and hope from Johnny and Ben.
A bouncing, slightly underinflated, tennis ball in play on the patball court. The ease of winning and losing.
A Savoy Gateau – courtesy of that great British baker, Mrs Ape.
The ends of the SERPS gala and detritus of an outdoor picnic for the competitors and crowd.
Stories of loss, hope and adventure in the sauna and beyond.
Cold water again.