What was your most embarrassing moment? I suspect you can think of an answer but whether you are prepared to share it on my comments slot is likely to depend upon how long ago it happened!
Fortunately mine happened many decades ago and the above swimming pool was the location. I had been invited to go on a day trip to New Brighton open air swimming pool by a neighbour, Mrs Kerr. I hated swimming (or drowning as my version tended to be) but the combination of her having two attractive daughters – Jean and Barbara – and a trip on the ferry decided me in its favour. I even enjoyed the pool as it had a shallow end which sloped to nothing (unusual in those days). I expect you have already guessed the embarrassment – I started to get out of the pool whilst my trunks decided to stay in a waterlogged heap around my ankles. The only consolation was that the Kerrs were far enough away not to notice.
Since I’m mentioning embarrassing moments I’ll tell you one of Jo’s as well. We went to the bank one day and I stood in the queue to get money from the counter while Jo hung around at the back. After I’d got my money I peeled off a load of notes and reached out towards Jo and gave her them. As she wasn’t expecting any she looked slightly surprised and said “Thank you”. “No problem, you were worth it!” I said as I turned my back on her and walked out of the door leaving her open-mouthed and the folk in the queue staring at her.....
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