Tuesday 16 March 2010

Oh no! My lifestyle plans for after August are shattered.

Healthier lifestyle plans are celebrated in this book, which keeps luring me away from my desk and over to the sofa. And it features the Western Baths, the Arlington, Drumsheugh, North Woodside, and Govanhill (or Calder Street as we called it) where in my 20s I finally learnt to swim with the help of my dad. Sadly Whiteinch baths, where he used to take me on Saturday mornings when I was much younger, was demolished in 1998. I wish I'd made the effort to go back there first. And I'd never realised until now that the strange bowl-like features along the edge of all the old pools were actually spitoons. Oh.