Went swimming with JV at the local pool. I had a little ‘slumber’ party with a couple of friends the night before (note the word slumber in inverted commas) and we spent the night gorging on unhealthy fattening foods, watching infomercials and squealing over a ten-year-old Elijah Wood in ‘Forever Young’. (Well, the three of us were squealing, the rest of them were just staring back at us, nonplussed. I think it was lack of sleep more than anything else.) I honestly didn’t have any decent videos around the house; the folks go narky when I mention renting something from the video store.

We ended up collapsing into our sleeping bags at about half past six in the morning (when we turned off the lights the beginnings of dawn had already started to filter through the gaps in the blinds) and woke up five hours later by the sound of an unexpected doorbell. Turns out the parents thought it was time to take their people home. Whoops. So there I was functioning on five hours of sleep, going to the pool with JV. Perhaps not the best idea, but what the hey.

Where the hell had all the hot guys gone??? Granted Monday afternoon is not the best time to go scoping for desirables (weekday mornings when the swimming nuts come out in full force for their daily swim is more like it… why hellooo there) but not even one?? Major wasted effort. Okay, not really, we still had fun on the diving boards even though plunging from three metres in the air into chlorinated water wearing a two-piece that MOVES is no easy task, but we managed – somehow. I didn’t even bother attempting a proper dive. No guarantee what my bather bottoms were going to do. The next time I looked blindly at the mounted clock it was quarter past five and I was like shit! Time does fly fast when you’re kinda having fun.

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