Tyler and I went to the JDLC for a swim and it was quite busy. Tyler got a floatation device and was having fun but the life guard took it off her because she wasn’t allowed to use it in the “big pool” part. Or the wee pool either. She wasn’t allowed into the cordoned off area at the shallow end to use it because a lady had reserved it for a toddler swimming class.
I asked the attendant what the problem was and he said it was the rules. I pointed out that “bombing” into the pool is not allowed according to the posters yet there were boys doing it and causing Tsunami’s. I didn’t really object to that but I thought double standards were being employed.
Kids just want to have fun but from an early age they are curtailed from self-expression by the thought police. It is so very sad. I wanted to bomb into the pool just once and asked permission but was turned down.
I don’t know why. Joey liked to live life to the full and I guess he would be disappointed that a leisure centre named in his honour doesn’t cater for fun and games. That’s another thing. You are not allowed to play ball either. Water polo is great fun but not allowed. I think I will invest every cent I have and build a pool and allow kids free reign to be themselves and I won’t be charging them a fortune of pocket money either. FREEDOM is FREE … or should be. It’s a tad expensive to go for a swim although there is no time limit. I guess when we are pruned we know it’s time to get out. Unfortunately I am over the hill so to speak and when I prune I stay pruned. Just call me crinkly wrinkly. Not you Padraig. You’re not allowed.
I pay £2K a year in rates and have no street lights or mains sewage. I recycle and would like to have the opportunity to have my kitchen waste collected as the composter is full to the throat. I guess I’m going to have to carry it into the council yard myself. Potato and veg peelings are really good for compost and so is garden waste. We don’t believe in wasting anything that can be recycled. The bin men are lovely guys. It’s a tough and smelly job and they are always nice despite that. I’m going to leave you a wee something next Wednesday. I wee thank you lads.
After our awful swim experience the husband took us to Millside and it was fabulous. We had a garlic mushroom starter between us. Tyler had chicken goujons and garlic fries … there is a smelly theme here! I had the Classic with mushroom sauce and I have to say that I have never had a fillet steak that was so tender. The husband had the rib eye. Thankfully we had the presence of mind to bring “doggy bags” as the portions are very generous. The man next to us ordered the mixed grill and it beat him.
I thoroughly recommend it. The gals cannot do enough for you. They are willing to change the side orders and keep asking if everything is alright. Millside is a stark contrast to Charco in Coleraine. To give Charco fair dues I got an email from the manager and he apologised for the bad food and service we had on July 31 and offered a £50 voucher but I turned it down. I have no wish to risk retaliation from the staff. Not that they would pee in the soup or spit in the gravy … that would be bad and they wouldn’t do it.
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