Plunge!
The Enthusiastic Diary of a Cold Water Swimming Bore.
Reflections, Rememberings & Musings from the edge of a pool.
It was 30 Years ago Today…
Hey there Hope all is fine and dandy in your world. It’s non-stop glorious sunshine here in London – been 30 degrees all week. We Londoners get quite silly in the heat. People drop tools, pubs spill onto pavements, clothes are discarded, and then after about 24 hours, we start
#1 Lotus
Not made the Lido today. Frustrating because it’s the perfect day for a swim. Foggy and miserable. The trees are bare and the beauty of autumn is over. The pavements are slippery, covered in leaves wet with rain. My 12-year-old boy and I have appointments at the Royal Free Hospital
#3 The Sigh
Even though I like swimming and I like the exercise and the stretching and all that, it is not the real reason I go. It’s for the hot shower afterwards. And it’s not even the hot shower; it’s the physical thing that happens to my body. It releases a long
#2 The Blue Rectangle
I often bang on about my local lido to anyone who will listen. It’s a large red brick building on Hampstead Heath, which looks a bit imposing. But to us lifers, it’s a sanctuary from the outside world – a happy prison. Inside is a big blue rectangle of unheated