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Best of British is the UK’s premier nostalgia magazine covering every aspect of life from the 1930s to today.

Every issue is packed with features that celebrate classic entertainment, transport, food and drink, and the great British countryside. Our readers are at the heart of what we do. As well as taking their suggestions on board, their voices are heard through our Yesterday Remembered memoir section, along with the Postbag and Question Time pages.

We hope you like reading our magazine as much as we love compiling it. In the meantime here is this month’s letter from our Editor, Simon

A Bigger Splash
As a child, I loved my regular visits to the swimming pool, often with the Scouts or the play scheme that I attended during the school holidays. In Peterborough, we had access to three (that I remember) public swimming pools; with the then state of the art Regional Pool a
regular haunt.

Here, in a rare moment of bravery, I once dived from the five-metre board, and recall seeing the construction of the Fletton Parkway from the window of the cafe-cum-fitness area where I briefly attended karate lessons. There was also a whole host of technical marvels on offer including a solarium (for those into that sort of thing), and my favourites; vending machines serving tomato soup and Wheat Crunchies – for much-needed post-swim refreshment – and the much-loved video game Frogger, housed in a laminated wood-grain arcade cabinet.

The downside of attending a school whose buildings were at least 100 years old was that we had to walk some distance to reach the sports field. So, you can imagine how it felt when newer schools such as Jack Hunt School not only had its sports facilities on site but a swimming pool, which was magnanimously opened to the public in the evenings, weekends and holidays. It was here where I learned to swim – if some kind of doggy paddle and being able to float on my back can be construed as being able to swim.

But of all the pools in Peterborough, it is the open-air lido that I have the greatest affection. A Grade II listed art deco gem, which opened in 1936, it is considered one of the finest surviving examples in England, and was recently named by The Times as one of the best places to swim in the country. I really can’t argue with that, and long may The Lido continue doing what it does best.