Felt like some proper Kentish Town heroics this afternoon. Pool was quiet enough for a decent swim, set myself a target of 60 non-stop lengths, ended doing 68. Swam nearly as well as I did in the 1977 cub scout swimming gala.
Willes Pool looked pretty damn amazing with the late afternoon light pouring through the glass ceiling.
Afterwards I took a stroll up Grafton Road past my old house and along Queen's Crescent. Watched Chelsea beat Everton in the boozer.