to not just HATE public swimming pools, but ....I always seem to bump into people I am not comfortable with seeing me in a swimming costume

[QuintessentialShadow]

The swimming pool is loathsome. Absolutely filthy. The shower-cubicles have hair growing on the walls. Literally.

And I met my sons teacher. And her husband. And there I was, bending my fat arse in the air trying to get something into the locker, and they were in the next locker.
Can you blardy believe it.

They were not actually IN the locker, but kept their stuff in it.

I want to be an exclusive member of a club.

No. That is wrong.

I want my OWN swimming pool. So I dont have to meet a soul.

LOL I think the swimming pool is the one place we all feel self conscious no matter what size/age/sex etc we are

The teacher was probably saying to her DH "Omg, I just bloody knew I'd see someone I know...get me in the pool quickly!"

too late for that as they had finished in the pool!

You have to go to another town to reduce the chance of recognition. I have been known to travel 20 miles to do this. Plus the fact that my local swimming pool is freezing but the next nearest is not only acquaintance-free but heated to bath-type temperature.

The last time I went to a pool (before today) I found myself standing on the pools edge chit-chatting with my former electrician.

How we recognized each other near naked, by the pool, a few years after he did the did the electrics for our house (and we were falling out all the time, because I thought he was incompetent, and he thought I was argumentative), I do not know.

Ahh the simple answer to that was he was stalking you with a view to drowning you

I bet, it was out of town though. Two hours out of town.... A shame he did not carry an electric hairdryer around, your suggestion would have been so much more plausible then!!

You're obviously too friendly Quintessential. And make eye contact. Getting in and out of the pool you make no eye contact whatsoever. Dems the rules.

I will try to remember that!
We spent most of yesterday's session playing with a boy who was there with his dad, but his dad nowhere to be seen! He was a lovely boy. Kept lifting up my youngest and threw him in the water. Big delight all around. (although my idea of trying to teach my youngest breaststrokes went out of the window)