Where’s the thanks? 

Swimming pools are communial areas and I’ve overheard all sorts of weird and wonderful conversations…sometimes, I hear, and see, things that really annoy me. 

I’m going to take a moment to apologise here, to some I may seem old fashioned or a bit of a prude. 

In a communial, local authority run pool, there will be people from all walks of life, young and old. One of my local pools, has two water flumes. The children love them. So do the the adults. 

To reach the top, of the slide, means walking up a long winding stairway. Stairs are not my strong point and I don’t mind letting children past me, often though, they barge past with little thought, or consideration. Even, when I allow them past, or offer to allow them to go before me, on the flume, rarely do I get a word of thanks. 

Then there is the language. Yes most of us, in our childhoods, went through a phase, when out of earshot of our parents, thought we were big or hard, to swear, particularly the “really naughty ones”. However, I regularly hear young children, swearing vehemently and loudly, leading to me (and others) shoutung at them to “mind their language”. 

Maybe I’m old fashioned, a “fuddy duddy”, but surely there’s nothung wrong, to expect little courtesy and manners, from other users. 

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