With mummy at work, it was daddy’s turn to collect Olly from Sunny Hill and take him up to Silcoates to go swimming.  This was the first time daddy has had this particular pleasure and suspects it won’t be the last 🙂

We arrived at the boys changing room at around 13:00 for a 13:20 swim to find nobody there and the doors to the pool locked.  hmmm….  So we went in search of somebody to see if a) we were in the right place and b) what we actually needed to do.  It transpires that we were indeed in the right place and that the door to the pool was intentionally locked until the staff were there – makes a lot of sense with the kids around the place 🙂

Anyway, Olly was in the sharks group and he was good at kicking his legs to cross the pool, although he understood the requirement for breaststroke ‘superman’ (or supercat as they named it for Olly) arms less well 🙁  Perhaps we can go and practise this weekend at Grandma’s pool…

The last thing they all did was jump into the pool to see if they could splash the swimming teacher.  Olly was pretty good at the ‘bombing’ exercise and found it all very amusing.  There are some great little swimmers in Oll’s class – Olly has some catching up to do…