Chippie’s sencond official swimming lesson and it went almost as well as the first.
Got organised and changed. I was busting for a wee, so carried baby, towels, additional necessary paraphernalia into cubicle with me, encouraged Chippie to stand, and stay standing by hanging onto my around-my-knees bather’s bottoms.
Until mid-wee he detached himself and headed out under the toilet door.
Great. What is one