Late Saturday afternoon, after watching my niece Rosie play a great game of netball at Heffron Park, we headed down the road to Maroubra’s Mahon Pool to join the other wave watches witness the sea put on a spectacular show!
Since 1979, the group, who range in age from 62 to 100, have been meeting most days at the Hansborough Recreation Centre in Harlem, New York where they delight in the freedom of the water as they practise their moves.
They are more elegant and graceful than I was in 1978 when I led the green team’s water ballet routine at my school’s annual swimming carnival at North Sydney Olympic Pool.
We performed to Carly Simon singing Nobody Does It Better but perhaps we could have done better than last place if I’d chosen something like Tchaikovsky’s The Nutcracker Suite, which the Honeys and Bears move to in Veena Rao’s film. Thanks to my brother Mark for finding this wonderful short video.
At the beginning of winter we drove south to spend the weekend with friends at Trudy’s Werri Beach house. On the Saturday morning we went for a walk, bought a coffee from the man with the van near the surf club, then back home for Stephen’s leftover ragu. After lunch we retired to the lounges,[…]Read More
As we drove to Coogee in the second week of May, Bruce asked me was there anything in particular I wanted to do while we were there. “I want to see Ivo Rowe Pool. It’s the only Coogee ocean pool I haven’t been to.” Bruce sighed. “Of course, it had to involve a pool.” We[…]Read More
Autumn trees turning the hydrotherapy pool red, helping Robert, a stroke survivor put his sandals on, lime green reflections, gold glows, old men slapping the water down hard, a guy in the corner reading Anthony Doerr’s All the Light We Cannot See, a kaleidoscope of colours and a lane all to myself.
When I heard the sad news that comedian John Clarke had died, and read how he loved to be in nature, to bushwalk and photograph birds, I remembered he was a swimmer too. He’d been part of the Save Fitzroy Pool campaign back in 1994 and when I dug around in a file I found[…]Read More
Since I visited Parramatta War Memorial Pool last week and it closed forever on 31 March, I have been thinking about what was unique and special about this almost 58-year-old place. First of all it was the tiles – beautiful, late 1950s, diamond-shaped ceramic tiles in the original wading pool. Small spearmint and purple-grey squares in[…]Read More
The sign on North Curl Curl Beach yesterday said it all: ‘Best day in weeks. Enjoy.” Finally the endless rain had stopped in Sydney, the sun was out and I was walking across the yellow sand towards the North Curl Curl Rock Pool. The only problem was that I hadn’t left myself much time as[…]Read More
When I read Felicity Castagna’s book, The Incredible Here and Now, about two years ago I was inspired to visit Parramatta War Memorial Swimming Pool. In her young adult novel, she created vivid scenes of local boys, Michael and Shadi at the pool on those ‘too-hot Saturday mornings towards the end of summer’; finding a[…]Read More