I Remember It Being Cold At Those 8.30 Swimming Lessons

A Memory of Worksop.

I remember it being very cold when we had 8.30 swimming lessons before school. The teacher used to shout at us and I got my bronze certificate because I was too scared not to jump in the deep end when she told me. I struggled down the pool with her holding out a sort of rubber sling on a pole so she could fish me out if I looked like drowning but I made it! The experience can't have done me any lasting harm because I still love to swim.
I also remember swimming there in a thunder storm one hot summer day which was very exciting (and I guess dangerous?)