|Mama Cow refused to go swimming without a life vest and constant attendance from life-guards|
"An ancient earth wall and ditch still leads down through woody glades to the sheltered, chalk-pebbled beach at Danes Dyke - a relic of King Ida's Viking invasion of the seventh century."
Who can resist such poetry? The chances of me actually going swimming at this time of year are pretty much nil, but I like to think that there are so many options out there should I so choose.
I've also been following Sophie's lovely blog about wild swimming, which she
We're nearly mid week you know - keep going! xx