This hot weather is wonderful. But also frustrating. In the old days I would have taken advantage of it to swim in the sea and to bask in the suns rays till I went brown.
I could still swim, I might yet do so....but first I would have to cover myself in a good sun block and there are lots of places I can't reach on my own!
I might yet paddle...but that's tame stuff compared to what I want to do!
During one hot spell me and my golden retriever Crispin used to get up early, walk down the hill to the local beach and swim out together!
He kept pace with me easily except on the occasion when we met a dog fish. He gulped and turned back for the shore...trying to pull me back with him.
I loved swimming from the harbour too when the tide was right...in Portscatho the slipway held many old women as well as young ones with babies , clustered in a group of chatterers.
Sometimes if I swam from there they used to encourage me ,
" Come on mother Jean."
That was almost twenty years ago. Oh dear!
Today I will be covered up in my garden. Long skirts and a big hat!
The garden is a haven of quiet and looks wonderful right now.
I regret not swimming these days but the alternative is good . I am happy....remarkably happy!
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