I’m curious - does that mean you do go in the shallow end? Can you not swim at all or could you save yourself in a pool if you really had to?
What happens if one day you fall into the deep end? Or you’re in the shallow end but somehow you find yourself out of your depth? Bunch of teens yahooing around and you get herded towards deeper water, helping someone and finding you’ve gone too deep, simple inattention and you suddenly realise you can’t touch bottom, whatever?
Negative. I might add that in British English, “pooh” is the direct equivalent of “poo” in American usage, which really makes you wonder what the fuck A. A. Milne was on.
Wait, I’m still confused about the bubble lifting thing. When I was little, I often went to a pool that had a several high-dive platforms and spring boards and the water below the boards was filled with air bubbles. I always thought it was to make the pool less dense to protect someone who might land awkwardly from the high dives. Now you guys are saying that the bubbles actually lift you up? I never felt that.
To answer the question I can swim maybe 15 feet or so. I expend so much energy doing so I don’t have any energy to keep it up longer. (can’t float or tread water at all). Enough for the "rowdy teenagers herd you into the deep end, which has happened). I’m not sure if I jumped or fell in or went down a slide directly into the deep end I’d be oriented enough to surface and get my bearings and swim out. Not enough if a boat tips over so I’ll wear a life jacket on a small boat, take my chances with a large commercial boat, I can’t recall the last time a ferry sunk in the US.
Wasn’t A.A… it was his kid Christopher Robin. (His real kid. The character in the books was just his child put into the stories because they were written for him originally.)
As to “what were they on”… they were “on” walks around the countryside, or at the London Zoo:
Of course, that just changes the question to “What kind of sicko names a swan ‘Pooh’?”, but I think the answer to that is lost in the mists of time now.
For those of you who grew up in Los Angeles in the 1980s, we had a similar lawsuit worthy drown and become disfigured waterpark called Lake Dolores:
They had stand up waterslides, as well as trapezes into very deep water and near zero safety as shown the the commercial above.
When you drive out to Las Vegas, you can still see this abandoned waterpark off to the side of the I-15 freeway as you drive by. They tried to revive it in the 1990s and it failed a second time. Everyone I know who ever convinced their parents to take them there (along with the abomination that is the Calico Ghost Town owned by Knotts Berry Farm, which is still operational) had a bad time of it.