I’m glad no one was around after our post-swim shower this afternoon. You two ran around the change room screaming and giggling, all naked and wild. It’s not so much that I was worried about bystanders seeing you naked, we were in the women’s change room so I wasn’t concerned. It was only for the ears of anyone in the immediate vicinity that I was worried. Once you two get started it’s like a freight train gathering momentum, there comes a point where it just takes too much time and energy to try and slow you down. And I was all out of energy. I took the opportunity to sit and watch the two of you playing. I think we must have spent more time in the change room than we did in the pool.