The first, was the annual school swimming festival.
Every boy was expected to take part in the swimming trials. Swimming was not a sport that I was good at. At best, I was a recreational swimmer, not a competitive one. For a start, I disliked water getting into my ears, nose and mouth, and we didn't have ear plugs or nose clips. I suspect they were available at the time, but no one told us. Swimming as fast as possible with head under the water felt like drowning.
It was not a sport that appealed to me.
I did my best, but it was never going to be good enough. It wasn't a question of giving up, I just knew that there were other boys better than me. They liked swimming in the same way that I liked football or cricket. I was never going to put swimming ahead of the sports that I liked.
I swam, but never made it to the big day.
Then there was the annual cross-country run.




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