Spring has sprung in the lake. It gets in through the front of one’s swimming costume and collects where it should not. We don’t know what it is, but it wasn’t there through last summer, autumn and winter, so I am naming it spring greens…
What I really wanted was to swim in the Roman Baths, but you are not allowed to, so we went to Thermae Bath Spa, as a birthday treat: the water is from the same hot spring. I did have a lovely massage, but the rest was quite strange, like being on a Dr Who set: all these people wandering round in identical dressing gowns, all looking really passive and relaxed. I do not do relaxing so I was the only one paying attention. And the rooftop pool… very strange. Snogging and noodles (the blue foam things are noodles I am told), at an almost un-swimmable 35 degrees. As for the Steam Rooms, well, that is where the alien invasion will begin, you mark my words. They’re all pod people! An interesting experience but they probably have my DNA on file now as a subversive….
On the other hand, I was gawped at today merely because I got into Ullswater. Can’t see why: it was hardly less than 8 degrees.
Yesterday I had several packages to get in the post, which is time-consuming and boring work. Fortunately I had help, or to be more precise, the bubblewrap had help.
Something amazing happened in the sky today. Nobody saw it of course, because we were all warned not to look, or to wear very dark glasses.