I have been lax in my blogging ways for the last few days my dear readers and for this I apologise. I blame the heat.
Quite what the heat has to do with it I don't know, but it's a convenient excuse so I think I shall use it.
Or I could blame the copious amounts of yummy cocktails I have been supping over the weekend. Yes, I think that they are probably more likely to blame.
Anyway, I had something of a swimming costume malfunction today. I went for my usual swim in my lovely local Olympic sized pool (40 lengths, 4 times a week because I'm nothing if not dedicated) and was wearing my faithful black swimming cozzie.
Unfortunately for some reason it decided to rebel this evening. Maybe it's because I've lost weight recently but it was either riding up into places I really didn't want it to go or sliding down to reveal nippleage. I had about 5 near misses of almost flashing the male life guard, not exactly ideal especially since I want to be able to go for my swim without a paper bag over my head.*
I shall comfort myself that it's not nearly as bad as those ladies and gents on flumes who end up in the splash pool minus an item of swimwear.
Still it may be time to invest in a new swimming costume before I end up inadvertently giving myself or some other poor soul a fright.
Not entirely sure why I decided to share this with you all. I obviously have little or no shame.
*A time honoured method of concealing identity and hiding embarrassment. Although the effectiveness of a paper bag when combined with water does come into question.