Still feeling a bit tight this morning so decided to swap today's session with tomorrow's and headed for the pool. Didn't feel as if I was really loosening up in the pool either, but got through a session so can't be too upset about that.
There was a film shoot of some kind happening on the other side of the pool, featuring a couple of people with swimming costumes of very limited extent. The Fitzroy pool has a distinguished cinematic history
(although that one wasn't actually shot there), but this looked to be a considerably lower-budget exercise.
One of my newer colleagues got a call on a wrong number today, which provided an opportunity to pull out our wrong-number stories. Another colleague once had a number which differed by one digit from that of a well-known Melbourne house of ill repute, and got quite a number of "interesting" calls. Once someone asked him "what services do your girls perform" and got the response straight off the bat "well, one of them prepares the Climate Monitoring Bulletin, and another one manages our agricultural services....".