This morning while drying off after a chilly dip at the Men’s Pond I shared a thought with a fellow swimmer.
Did he, like me, find huge benefit in how vexing matters were left behind in the all-consuming exercise of swimming in cold water?
He agreed, but had another question: ‘where do they all go?’
This felt like a very Saturday morning question to ponder for a while.
Tom Hall: travel, London, other things 