“You don’t actually get in and swim, do you?” This is often the incredulous question we are asked …
swimming
Cries of “Happy Christmas!” mixed with “I’m cold already and I haven’t even got in yet!” greeted me …
With the lights beginning to twinkle on in Newcastle I walked to the waters’ edge. Toes numb as …
Jon and Sarah, silhouetted against the gleaming water, little splashes from their hands becoming sparkling diamonds in the …
A grey haired man suddenly appeared from the other side of the hill, taking his daily walk, saw …
A weekly sojourn To catch his bliss Determination …
We soared above forests of kelp, shafts of sunlight piercing the water and the occasional crab scuttling along …