Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Just once, on a visit to us, Grandpa said he was going to swim. What a surprise - only children and lunatics swim in the freezing, sewage-soupy sea! Even stranger - when he appeared from behind the sand dunes - his bathing suit! My suit had rows of shirring elastic so was all bubbly-bobbly - and never dried once wet. Actually, Grandpa only paddled.
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