tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post9208369463483640576..comments2024-03-26T11:27:35.814-07:00Comments on Tom Stephenson: Last one in's a sissy Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-79137475171974666082014-11-30T04:10:11.070-08:002014-11-30T04:10:11.070-08:00Being brought up in the land of Lederhosen, I expe...Being brought up in the land of Lederhosen, I expect you saw plenty of leg when you were growing up, Iris - well, knees, anyway.<br /><br />I can't remember what sparked this post off - fear of drowning, maybe.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-75729324213278326722014-11-29T20:39:09.846-08:002014-11-29T20:39:09.846-08:00p.s. I am an inveterate shorts wearer. They come o...p.s. I am an inveterate shorts wearer. They come out in May-ish, and are not returned to their over-winter drawer until Sept/Oct.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-73626931313167119692014-11-29T16:33:44.785-08:002014-11-29T16:33:44.785-08:00I'm just going to go ahead and name my nemesis...I'm just going to go ahead and name my nemesis: Frau Brucher was my grumpy PE teacher. She should have just stayed at home and pulled a blanket over her head. Every. Single.Day.<br /><br />Although I am not a great swimmer, I have always enjoyed swimming. What sparked that memory of the Lido? <br /><br />(Saw plenty of my Dad's legs when he was in the backyard with his corduroy shorts - not a fashionable choice, I assure you.)Irishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12550611275677498097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-39164013685057625082014-11-29T15:59:29.113-08:002014-11-29T15:59:29.113-08:00I actually caught a glimpse of mine's, and the...I actually caught a glimpse of mine's, and they were a mess of purple.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-12348556133869167262014-11-29T12:51:55.281-08:002014-11-29T12:51:55.281-08:00On reflection I think I never saw my own father&qu...On reflection I think I never saw my own father"s legs<br />But he never wore shorts EVERJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-39036640770634333812014-11-29T12:10:30.066-08:002014-11-29T12:10:30.066-08:00Don't hold your breath - Oh, you don't nee...Don't hold your breath - Oh, you don't need to. You've all got gills.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-10837621752441339732014-11-29T11:45:32.736-08:002014-11-29T11:45:32.736-08:00Yes, we are expecting the invention of the wheel a...Yes, we are expecting the invention of the wheel any day now.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-51191341132746973842014-11-29T11:23:01.874-08:002014-11-29T11:23:01.874-08:00It's never too late to sue - so long as they a...It's never too late to sue - so long as they are still alive. La Coq Sportif.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-11126162580139944452014-11-29T11:21:52.833-08:002014-11-29T11:21:52.833-08:00Is there a current in the Norfolk Broads that is n...Is there a current in the Norfolk Broads that is not tidal? That must have been one of the quickest things to have ever happened there. Most others take about 3 generations.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-61033731271017437062014-11-29T11:19:52.266-08:002014-11-29T11:19:52.266-08:00I hope that's not all your mother saw, and I h...I hope that's not all your mother saw, and I hope you didn't too, Weave. Dads were different.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-79260978431644422672014-11-29T08:26:02.164-08:002014-11-29T08:26:02.164-08:00Your description of the nasty gym teacher makes me...Your description of the nasty gym teacher makes me think of the one the boys in my class had - we were in a coeducational grammar school, and thus learned a lot, but for sports they separated us. And their teacher was an old soldier (I might call him more if I weren't afraid to get sued). An awful, horrible man, picking out the less sportive boys and making their lives for an hour quite uncomfortable. <br /> Brittahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10688373434576442657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-71877200857062434852014-11-29T07:44:26.588-08:002014-11-29T07:44:26.588-08:00I was in a drowning incident when I was small fall...I was in a drowning incident when I was small falling off a houseboat on the Norfolk Broads - I could swim but the current dragged me under - I wasn't scared it all happened so quickly - but since then i don't like to be out of my depth.elaine https://www.blogger.com/profile/17075935631756457901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-24517712066816297752014-11-29T07:43:27.381-08:002014-11-29T07:43:27.381-08:00Actually, sitting here deep in thought for a few m...Actually, sitting here deep in thought for a few minutes, I can't actually say I ever saw my father's legs either. He was of the old fashioned school and refused to wear fixed collar shirts and also shirts with short sleeves - until one very hot summer, when my sister bought him a sports shirt and persuaded him to wear it.<br />The experience change him for ever = but not to revealing his legs (I presume my mother saw them!!)The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-23615744513179079232014-11-29T07:06:15.076-08:002014-11-29T07:06:15.076-08:00The same sadist sports master forced us to run bar...The same sadist sports master forced us to run barefoot across 200 yards of frozen pack-iced playground. One boy got frostbite. Sadist kept his job.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-54130263458441359182014-11-29T07:04:37.831-08:002014-11-29T07:04:37.831-08:00Try not to find out accidentally, Joanne.Try not to find out accidentally, Joanne.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-83943996766788625462014-11-29T06:58:24.459-08:002014-11-29T06:58:24.459-08:00We were just thrown in; it was a matter of sink or...We were just thrown in; it was a matter of sink or swim. Luckily there were no drownings, as self-preservation always ruled.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-1444617021152771332014-11-29T06:18:42.886-08:002014-11-29T06:18:42.886-08:00I wonder if I could still swim? I'm sure I cou...I wonder if I could still swim? I'm sure I could float anywhere, except Captain Pete's last mile.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-57937487627482896372014-11-29T06:10:37.699-08:002014-11-29T06:10:37.699-08:00If I fell in, it would be fully clothed in any cas...If I fell in, it would be fully clothed in any case.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-22419088104232857062014-11-29T05:54:31.386-08:002014-11-29T05:54:31.386-08:00I had the complete opposite experience when I was ...I had the complete opposite experience when I was young. My Dad swam for the county and I followed in his footsteps ….. we saw his legs al the time !!!!! I do think that the majority of P.E teachers were the same …. it was OK if you were good at sport but horrendous if you weren't. I think that, at 63 Tom, it doesn't matter if you can't swim …. you've survived this long without the skill. XXXXJacqueline @ HOMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06154045482594773377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-36318668474793716242014-11-29T04:45:36.664-08:002014-11-29T04:45:36.664-08:00P swims like a whale. And he is followed and surr...P swims like a whale. And he is followed and surrounded either side by a tidal wave. Other swimmers - and Great White Sharks - tend to keep their distance.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-31559793352076630072014-11-29T04:42:50.318-08:002014-11-29T04:42:50.318-08:00The year would have also been 1963 but it was wint...The year would have also been 1963 but it was winter. We were taken in a bus to the grammar school on the other side of the city and we got into trouble the next day for making too much noise on the bus and for one girl telling the driver that ND stood for Naughty Dames, not Notre Dame. I have never forgotten that either. We were 11.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-63627689731290736312014-11-29T04:40:39.941-08:002014-11-29T04:40:39.941-08:00P.S. Every evening as the sun went down, H.I. woul...P.S. Every evening as the sun went down, H.I. would swim slowly about 500 yards out, lie on a jetty for five minutes, then swim back again.<br /><br />I could hardly breathe as I waited for her to be snapped up from beneath by a Great White.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-26721979475199870232014-11-29T04:37:52.097-08:002014-11-29T04:37:52.097-08:00Sounds like you attended a school which was just a...Sounds like you attended a school which was just as bad as mine.<br /><br />H.I. was always trying to teach me to swim, and the last time was in the impossibly blue, warm sea off the coast of Cuba.<br /><br />About half an hour in - with me up to my neck - I looked down and saw a black, five-foot shark swim an inch away from my knees. I've never got back into the water since, and I think I never - willingly - will.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-58524202195165433592014-11-29T04:31:04.382-08:002014-11-29T04:31:04.382-08:00I never saw my father's legs either. When we w...I never saw my father's legs either. When we went to the beach he wore his Sunday best suit - on the beach. <br /><br />I never learned to swim at school. I went for the lesson and was the only one who couldn't already swim but was told to do what all the other children were doing. I was terrified and never went again. The teacher got angry with me the next day, she was our PE teacher, and said I had ruined her book where she had written all our names and columns for progress. She held it right in my face yelling at me, "look what've you've done, ruined it". I have never forgotten.<br /><br />I later went for beginners lessons when I was 40 and these are still on-going.Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.com