What a pleasure! My mother, aunt, and cousins were heading to the Common’s paddling pool!

What a pleasure! My mother, aunt, and cousins were heading to the Common’s paddling pool! Despite the extreme cold and frequent rain, it was still crowded with mothers and their kids, who were itching to vent and the mothers were itching to let them. With my special flowery swim helmet, my best knitted cozzie that had stretched so far that it was down around my knees by the time I came out, and my best knitted cozzie, you couldn’t keep me out. So we went in, risking stubbed toes, grazed knees, concussions, verrucas, and probably even cholera! The promise of ice cream from the small kiosk connected to the Cowherds’ bar had to be used as a bribe to persuade me to come out.
We were still able to.