Cold Water Swimming is the poor man's adrenaline sport; you don't even have to be fit and it makes you feel healthy with a minimum of effort.
Al Alvarez, Pond Life.
Tuesday, 22 April 2014
High Tide 04:24 (2.20m) Low Tide 10:08 (0.90m) High Tide 16:32 (2.30m) Low Tide 23:04 (0.70m) Sea temperature: not taken, but I wish we had - it felt 'stay in longer' temperature Sea conditions: a bit lairy, but safe in the trough Weather: blustery, with fog being blown off the edges Joined by: EVENTUALLY The Usual Suspects Topics of conversation: these were split today as The LE and I were on time, The LE was doing her Tai Chi on the flat sand as I arrived and we stood around waiting for the others as the water was a bit lively, but they were on the drag to such an extent that we got bored waiting and went in without them. This always winds DK up, who insists that he is never late, but clearly was, so blamed it on Radio 4. The LE and I mainly discussed her new bike, which I have now seen and have stuffed the substantial basket with rhubarb as she has been awarded official LOTV status. Apparently when one is a LOTV one can park one's bike in the village hall with a basket full of rhubarb, there were 2 of them this morning as the dynoband class took place. The Canadian helped her to buy it on eBay, being an expert in both bikes and eBay and he's done her proud, it's even got a proper dynamo, a built in lock and a frock guard. All LOTVs' bikes need a frock guard so that they can float around the village with a regal air, in their frocks without fear of 'doing an Isadora', so The LE will need to rethink her wardrobe if she intends to retain such a status. There's stiff competition from the Real Pashley Brigade, one of whom also parked inside the hall this morning, but the stiffest competition comes from The Canon. I'd seen him on Sunday (he's retired these days) attempting to get to the shop on his motorbike, a genuine work of art by Frank Beanland that's been in an exhibition and everything, but he was finding it difficult as it cuts out every 40 seconds or so. He'd also had to throw away the matching helmet, so was contemplating wearing his pith one.
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