Feeling sad I go swimming to shake it off.
Bob the lifeguard, who's given me shit for years over Axel's Benny Hill antics, running round the pool, comes and asks where's my little man. He seems visibly shaken at my news that he's in a care home today.
Sobbing and front crawl is hard to master.
I've always liked the name Bob for a life guard.
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