One day this week, Caspar decided to swim and not stop. Up and down, up and down - Justine, Elizabeth and Mary can confirm that long-distance swimming is not a spectator sport. 1000 metres was his goal, and after 1100m Simon managed to convince Caspar that 1000m didn't mean 1000 lengths, so he got out. He went to the front desk to get his 1000m badge only to discover that they had not gone metric and only had a mile badge. Unperturbed, he was ready to jump back in for a further 16 lengths to win the mile badge. When he learnt that he had to start all over again he went home and cried himself into exhausted sleep. Justine and Simon didn't know how to console him and decided that it was just a tough lesson in dealing with disappointment (which really would have been absolutely no consolation for Caspar), when Simon's mum reminded us that we could have got him the 800m badge (doh!!!) and cycled back to the swimming pool to claim the prize before he had even woken up. This is now sewed proudly in the Caspar corner of Simon's old scout camping blanket.
