Tooting triangle

I mostly swam alone again, funny because Friday mornings are usually one the busiest. Like the Bermuda triangle everyone had disappeared.

Another victim of the Tooting triangle! Vince had gone leaving just his wetsuit behind.

I must have been too early, by the time I was getting changed there were over a dozen swimmers in the water.

David took the daily temperature, it had gone up to about 11.5ºC. Twelve lengths again, I could really do a few more at this temperature.