Friday afternoon finds me in a meeting on the lovely end of Theobald's Road, not that far from Oasis. Is swimming twice in one day being a little greedy? The temptation is not for resisting, I even paid to get in this time.
Shock horror, they're doing up the changing rooms. I find myself in the basement. Once I'd overcome the disorientation I swam 40 lengths, would/could have been more, was a bit macho in the fast lane, especially with flipper, nobody's impressed.
Pool was shiny and clean. Nice. Have a good weekend.