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One Giant Step to... SPLASH! Nick Sturley, London It was on the first day of the wonderful Devon Gala Weekend at Dartmouth Country & Golf Club on May 2nd 2002. Devon had just suffered a heavy downpour all day when we arrived, but fortunately in the evening, the sun came out (why do his always happen? Rain all day, sun in the evenings!), but it was annoyingly blinding much to the discomfort of our Usher eyes. After everyone had settled down, naturally we all indulged in the club’s leisure facilities such as swimming pool, jacuzzi and sauna. When I and Richard King, my friend and long-suffering(!) DUVA went down to the leisure facility and changed into our swimming trunks and we were given the rubber arm bands with our locker keys. When we walked into the swimming pool area, there was huge windows in front of the pool and the blinding sun was shining through them and it was very difficult for me to see anything, so Richard guided me towards the edge of the swimming pool. Many of our group had already dipped into the pool and they were watching us. As I was having trouble identifying the surroundings due to the blinding sun through the large windows, Richard informed me, through our usual hand on communication, that the pool was only four feet deep, so diving was not a good idea and he explained me about the size of the pool and mumbled something like “steps down there”. As I was going to ask Richard to clarify about the “steps down there”, his locker key’s rubber arm band had snapped. He told me he was going to the facility’s reception desk for a replacement and went off before I could say anything more. It was still difficult to see anything cos of that bloody sun through the windows, I believed that there were steps down from the edge of the pool where I was standing by, so after a brief debate in my mind, I decided to take a step over the edge of the pool to walk down the steps... AAARRRRGGGGHHHHHH! SPLASH! I tumbled directly into the pool, hitting the underside of my left leg on the edge and SPLASH! There was NO steps at all! Everyone had seen it and laughed at me much to my embarrassment and hurt pride. Richard came back and went into the pool. I moaned at him for his “miscommunication” regarding the steps. He hit back by saying that he steps were DOWN there at the end of the pool! I looked at where he was pointing, he was right, the steps WERE down there at the other end! Oh dearie me! |
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