Still Game

I’m still enjoying my twice or thrice weekly trips to the swimming pool. Last week I was gratified to hit 1500 metres in an hour, an increase by about 200 metres on my previous usual distance. It’s still not spectacular but I’m feeling a bit fitter. I’m getting to recognise many of the other swimmers; a few are much faster than me, many slower, and of course the usual suspects who don’t seem to swim at all. This group of mainly older men either stand around chatting at the shallow end or pile into the sauna. There were so many of them in there the other day that it looked ridiculous, I think they must have been sitting on each other’s knees. A lot of these elderly gentlemen bear more than a passing resemblance to various characters in the comedy tv series “Still Game” which James and I enjoy very much. As it happens a new series has recently started and, reflecting on this as I was getting changed after my swim, I found myself humming the catchy theme tune rather loudly. Let’s hope that I wasn’t overheard by any of the regulars!