Another Sunday afternoon swimming extravaganza in London's West End.Cycled down with my girlfriend. She works for Westninster, so she got in free. I bought a new Gogg's swimming hat. Tight as a nat's chuff. You should see what the chlorine does to my hair. No, you shouldn't.
Place was pretty empty. Was easy to spot my aquamate in her pink swimming costume. Swam like a champion, well you have to sometimes don't you.
Still amazed at the beauty of this place.
Photo is from Marshall Street Baths - Soho memories