Hate it when stuff like that cocks your day up Eliza. Took us double the time to get to where we were going today due to traffic. There is only one road to Southport! Ended up having less time than I would have liked in the pool. Given what I paid for it anyway...!
Also, should have mentioned earlier! DS1 had the locker key on his wrist for me today - as it was fiddly and I couldn't get it on my own wrist, and DS1 was flailing around trying to put it on mine. So I just put it on him as it was easier. Except it came off on one of the rides. I should have known it - they were crappy and I thought it seemed a bit weak to be honest. It was 20 minutes before closing, so DS approached a lifeguard when he got off the ride. He told him to go and find someone in the changing room to sort it.
So off DS1 trundles, and finds no one. So I get out with O, and can't find anyone either. I spoke to the lifeguard again, who said did I need it right now - well, I needed it pretty soon as we were ready to get out soon. He said he would sort it if I gave him 5 minutes.
20 minutes later, closing time came and we were chucked out. I stood there for another 5 minutes dripping wet with O in the changing room and still no one came. There was literally no staff around.
In desperation O was crying, of course! I ended up stomping down a slippery floor from the changing rooms right up to the fucking reception in my costume, with a screaming baby and demanded someone sort it out there and then. How fucking embarrassing
. I can't believe I had to walk out in to the reception - complete with glass windows for the world to see soggy me in my costume. Nearly fell over several times too as obviously wet - and the floor was some kind of tile.
Was sorted quickly then. But still. I was cross!
Stupid locker key!
Still, didn't detract from a nice day. If you can ignore the man who followed me in to the same changing cubical and started stripping him and his 6 year old off
among the dirty nappies and the wkd bottles all over the floor. I'm pretty sure it wasn't a fucking communal changing room and him and his child would have been fine in a regular cubical - where as I needed somewhere to put O while I dried and dressed myself! And I was there first!!