A few months ago I went swimming in Bingley pool, it was after a long layoff with an illness. There was an over 60s session in after my swim so the attendant blew the whistle to tell everyone to get out to let the wrinklies have their turn.
The thing was, I’d lost so much weight after being ill my Speedos came off when I leaped out of the pool, only for Doris, Agatha and Betty to get a right eyeful of my walnut sack before I could pull my trunks back up.
The attendants now call me ‘Bingley Flash’ every time I go.