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Took the kids for Family Fun at Cheddar swimming pool this morning and felt a bit jealous of the kids of today having this wonderful sports centre on their doorstep (they even have a snooker room), but I suspect if it had been there when I was an uncoordinated kid that I wouldn’t have really got involved. Still it’s a lovely complex for the village and I should be more jealous of the Theatre that has also appeared in the last couple of decades, which I really would have loved to have had access to at school.
Hey, it’s good that the young people of Cheddar have it better now than we did back in the eighties. It’s a dick move to envy progress. I guess I am really saying it’s ace that these facilities exist.
A man in the pool looked very much like someone I was at school with (though I couldn’t quite put my finger on who it was). It was not unlikely that he was the grown up son of one of my classmates. I didn’t ask him, but I hope I didn’t freak him out by glancing over at him too much.
I always forget the nightmare of family swim and how everything gets wet, but still we keep coming back for more. I had fun pretending to be a kangaroo shark that was trying to eat the kids, but his one weakness was water - if they splashed me I would retreat in terror. My daughter pointed out that I was in water the whole time. It’s great that they are starting to understand humour.
And not just the humour of doing a shit in an unexpected place.
Luckily that did not happen in the pool.
It was my dad’s 85th birthday and we had a little family celebration for him, with an amazing lunch prepared by my mum and sister and a lot of balloons and a cake with a potentially lethal indoor firework on it. What a way to kill the old man. Luckily we all survived.
Catie and me managed a night out in Cheddar’s finest Thai restaurant. It is probably the only one, but it’s still very good.
Check it out if you’re in town. My food was very spicy, which is a risk at my age, but really tasty.
Again I envy the choice of restaurants that today’s Cheddarites have compared to what we had back in the 80s. There was a Chinese takeaway and then a Cantonese take away (that I think also had some tables- must have cos a mod once threw a table at Brian Bancroft in there) and a place called Edelweiss that I don’t think I ever went in and we had to go to classy Weston-super-Mare to have posh Chinese at the Wun-Wah, but now there’s an Italian, two Indians, a classy place called Frank’s and amazingly still Edelwiess. Just like envying the sports centre, I don’t know why I am envious of restaurant choice as I was the fussiest eater as a kid and always ate chicken and chips when we went to the Wun-Wah (just googled it and it looks like it might just be a takeaway now - or another business has the same name- what a come down. You had to go across a little bridge to get to the restaurant back in the 80s).
But look at me envying the young despite the fact that I would never have stepped foot in any of these places when I was 14.
