spikeylady at the Streatham Leisure Centre was fun but I walked out of the pool feeling like I had lead weights attached to my arms and legs. However, back at her house she fed me a nice pasta bake (and there was cider sitting in the fridge, thanks, bootpunk!) and a damson crumble that ergotia had made - which came with a visit from the chef! That was great and it was a good evening but I look like I've got suitcases under my eyes and I'm going to bed now. 