On the way home from swimming...

It was glorious, sunny and warm on the way to the pool.

It was glorious and sunny and cool on the way home from the pool.

It was dark and cold on the way to the pool.

It was dark, crisp and freezing on the way home from the pool.

I'm beginning to feel I'm spending too much time at the pool.

However, next term the littlest starts a new block of swimming lessons, the older two continue theirs, I continue mine, my eldest boy has a block of lessons from school and starts swimming for the club (the club, of Olympic swimmer fame no less) so I fear the end to my constant trips back and forth to the pool is nowhere near nigh.