The reason I'm behind the yacht is that I'm holding it; it's my yacht and I'm intensely proud of it, for it was made for me by an engineer on one of my father's Harrison Line ships. It had a dark blue hull and a small metal plaque on its deck with it's name - Defender - engraved on it, so called because that was the name of my grandfather, Ernest Haylett's last command.
What is so remarkable about the photo is that, over seventy years later, I'm still in touch with John, Mark and my brother. John I last saw at a Mombasa European Primary School reunion in, I think, 2013, Mark and I still 'see' each other in occasional FaceTime sessions, and my brother and I exchange emails.
Sadly, the Swimming Club didn't last as long: its site was developed as a housing complex.
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