The next best thing, of course, was to learn how to swim. So I popped on my new trunks and went splish-splashing about in the pool under Nanna and Grandad's flat; after a few lengths of butterfly, here I am having a little rest.

AMK
the life and times of one little boy
That's quite an expensive gut! At least 5 pints of Foster's a day!
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