We took the Boy swimming today.
Crouching in the cold water of the shallow end getting splashed by overweight children doesn't make for the best Sunday morning, but the conversational snippets I overhead went some way towards rectifiying this.
" Fuck a duck, that woman has fantastic knockers" - two men observing the swimmers.
"No, I said through swim through my legs. You can't come up for air in the middle" - said through gritted teeth by an unfortunate father bent double clutching his groin.
"Mum, mum, mum I can swim!" "No, darling you're standing in two inches of water. You're not quite there yet"
And from me?
"If you pull my top down one more time, I'll stuff this locker key up your bottom"
LMAO!! Well then, you must be the fantastic knocker gal....
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