My sister pointed out after reading the last entry about Hayes Pool that this episode of Mr Bean was filmed there. Nice one.
So, for all you Hayes expats, a taste of home.
If anyone living there now should stumble across this, can you tell me if much ahs changed? (The Hayes is between Heathrow and Northolt, not the other London one near Bromley).
Anyway, inside the pool...
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Friday, April 09, 2010
Happy memories by the pool
Before I leave the country for a while, I took a wander round my old haunts and came across this building. Nothing very beautiful about it, but many happy memories were spent swimming here. In fact, the adult pool was so deep I used to have bad dreams about it as a kiddie.
I learnt to swim at this place and the entrance area is extremely nostalgic. There used to be coin operated rocking rocket ride for kids in the lobby area which was a fairly violent rock (at least it was when I was aged four). It was probably the rocket I looked forward to as much as the pool itself.
I would hazard a guess that it was the positive associations I had with sixties monstrosities like this which aided and abetted my later love affair with many other edifices of this type.
A snack idea too far?
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