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	<title>Comments on: Swimming on the Spot</title>
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		<title>By: Emma Mills</title>
		<link>http://www.thelondonword.com/2010/01/swimming-on-the-spot/comment-page-1/#comment-12777</link>
		<dc:creator>Emma Mills</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 10:53:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I thought I&#039;d share this, wistful thinking but what a solution... http://www.newsbiscuit.com/2010/02/01/swimming-pool-introduces-chatting-lanes-for-the-elderly/</description>
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		<title>By: Wharfed</title>
		<link>http://www.thelondonword.com/2010/01/swimming-on-the-spot/comment-page-1/#comment-12318</link>
		<dc:creator>Wharfed</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 09:05:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>arggh and then theres whats in the pool, manky bits of hair floating about here and there, little kids spittle and you sooo know the same little kids (and possibly some bigger kids!) are weeing in there.....and lets not even start about the changing rooms........I totally agree with everything thats been said so far......lets leave the swimming to others.......possibly just olympic atheletes?</description>
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		<title>By: Emma Mills</title>
		<link>http://www.thelondonword.com/2010/01/swimming-on-the-spot/comment-page-1/#comment-12205</link>
		<dc:creator>Emma Mills</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 11:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Brilliant. Exactly why I don&#039;t swim either; nothing worse than a full pool - it&#039;s exhausting, and not because of the swimming. You spend the entire time actually expending energy plotting how to strategically time your lengths so you can get around Sinfully Slowy Shirley in front of you and not daring to take a break in case you hold up Aggressively Fast Fred behind you. And then there&#039;s always Mildred and Mable who think &#039;swimming hour&#039; is actually a time to swim (actually bob up and down on tiptoes) double breasted and discuss their hip replacaments.</description>
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