If having lunch with friends, with white wine flowing, is the pinnacle of holiday joy, then the swim after is not far from the summit.I savour this fleeting moment and ponder on the one that has just passed, immersed in lunch, a perfect lunch.
Are these moments what joy truly is? The life lived between anxieties of responsibility, of family and work, all the stuff that makes up my world: earning, and trying to earn more to stave off anxiety.
I plan, I eat, I drink. I exercise. I must exercise more, eat and drink less, earn more, worry less.Back under the waves and I think I might be happy, just as I was a few minutes before at the restaurant.
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