So, the original plan to hang around the poolside at Stef’s place – along with the occasional swimming (for the rest) and happy feet dips (for me) while we have some marshmallow and fruit fondue in between.
Unfortunately, certain incidents have occurred at the pool as of late and managed to thwart our plans.
Pool closure notice.
In case the text is not very readable, here is some help;
Pool closed for 2 weeks up to 30 April 2010 for maintenance – human poo found in pool.
(Please report to management office if you see culprit.)
Culprit will be prosecuted.
This has subsequently, let loose an avalanche of jokes.
Think “let’s hang out by the poo-side!”, “let’s check out the swimming poo!”, “we can’t go swimming in the poo today!” and “gosh, will the poo be smelly?” (For the very last one, it was uncertain whether the person was referring to the pool or the poo.)
Well, we didn’t manage to get our swimming poo-fix today.
Instead we had some really awesome pasta – along with live guitar playing, courtesy of Stef’s brother – beneath an umbrella-shade above the deck-table we were at, followed by marshmallow and fruit fondue (which was part of the original plan) for dessert.
And yes, we were seated by the poo-side.
Stef’s brother – live entertainment for the evening.
And no, the swimming poo was odour-less – in case you were wondering. (The odour that filled the air was that of the usual heavily-chlorinated scent that surrounds swimming pools.)