My old colleague and fellow t1ps emigre, Robert Sutherland Smith writes from the Hampstead Ponds...
The arrival of the autumn equinox probably went unnoticed by the majority of the fully clad population, enclosed as it is, in heated office home, car and train. But not amongst the minority of open water swimmers who are in true tactile touch with the outside world of the weather with myself at the Hampstead Ponds every morning.