Monday, 10 August 2009

If you live in Spain...

My extreme reluctance to immerse myself in water except when it's in a bath, lightly perfumed and at exactly the right temperature, goes back a long way and was due to some wickedly cruel treatment I received as a child. I never felt that I missed anything much by this but I can see that nowadays the inability to swim, a great distaste for the ambiance of pools, and even a low threshold of boredom for the beach would be a social handicap to the young.

So I am happy that my seven-year-old grand-daughter has not inherited my lack of enthusiasm for aquatic activity.

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