Joey and I went swimming this morning in our local public swimming pool. When I say 'we' I really mean he, because I tried to keep as much of my body out of the water as possible - not so easy with a child that loves bomb diving in, and I say bomb diving deliberately. I'd say he thoroughly enjoyed himself for about five minutes, and after another five complained through blue shivering lips that he was cold. I tried to encourage him to swim for a bit longer, figuring we couldn't spend less time in the pool than it took us to walk there, but after one more length the hot showers proved too tempting.
Ah what's not to love about Scotland... Beautiful: most definitely. Cold: bloomin' freezing.
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