Downstream

with a wet flannel,’ Bob
Hounslow told the Oxford
Mail. ‘The thought of
immersing my whole body in
cold water wasn’t one I
relished.’ But at Tumbling
Bay the instructor would
order the scrawny boys to
stand in a line in the water,
then dive forwards, arms
outstretched, ‘and glide along
until we bumped into the
weir’. The process was then
repeated, using the swimming