I went river swimming yesterday, with triskellian ! It was lovely - just the sort of day when you look at a body of cool, fresh water and think, "Damn, I wish I could jump in right now." There were a very few other people there, but it was mostly quiet, and green, and calm. It felt very Edwardian, splashing about in the leafy Thames, with painted houseboats, and geese, and nekkid young men (omg) frolicking downriver. I would love to get one of those Edwardian swimsuits, hee.

When I jumped in (steep, slippery bank), it wasn't particularly cold, but enough to take my breath away so I could only talk...! in gasps...! like Captain Kirk...! for a few....! minutes....! Also, the river bed was squidgy and nasty. I need to get some swimming shoes, because I'm definitely going again.

Oxford: City Of Trying New Stuff And Finding Out It's A Lot Of Fun, Really, Don't Worry About Weil's.

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This icon always makes me want to go to the loo, surreallis . *g*