You may be grateful to know that this series of all the swimming pools I have swum in since April 2015 is now finally reaching an end. Yep, I’ve catalogued, reviewed, provided historical context, and useless background information about swimming pools in Greater London, in Stockport and Tameside. Well now it’s time to do the rest of the UK. For there’s three. And rather nicely there’s one in England, one in Scotland, and one in Wales. Don’t worry. It won’t take long. Wales Merthyr Tydfil Leisure Centre It’s 2015 and we’re on holiday in the Brecon Beacons with our (then) two and a half year old son. The weather isn’t great one day. What do you do on holidays with a toddler at such times? The swimming pool! It was a half hour drive from our cottage near Crickhowell, to Merthyr Tydfil Leisure Centre, but when we got there we found a pretty modern six lane pool, with a smaller pool and a splash area featuring one of those giant mushrooms that water trickles over, making children all excited. There was a little slide too. And a big water flume, sadly not operational during our visit. But then toddler and... View Article
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The Caledonain sleeper survives to run another day
After several years of walking, we finally arrive in Kirk Yetholm and complete the Pennine Way
There can be only one contender. It's the West Highland Line from Fort William and there's only one way to do it. The Caledonian Sleeper.
As we ambled along, a mighty TOOOT TOOOT! filled the valley.
Earlier in the year I blogged about travelling to Edinburgh by sleeper. But it's not the only Scottish sleeper train there is, for you can also go to the highlands by overnight rail too.
In the UK you can get most places in a reasonable time by train so why fly? The journey from London to Edinburgh is perhaps pushing it slightly, with a journey of four and a half hours. So trying the sleeper train to Edinburgh seemed a good idea.
When it comes to trains, nothing really evokes the romance of the sleeper. Of boarding a train, and of it whisking you through the night to another city, where an attendant gently wakes you crying "Good morning sir" before handing you your breakfast.