T he little gate proclaimed loudly, “Women Only”, and to reiterate this, written underneath, “Men not allowed beyond this point”.
Beyond the gate, nestled in London’s Hampstead Heath, lay the bucolic delights of Kenwood Ladies Pond. On a sunny Sunday, my friend Florence and I had !ip-!opped our way across the heath, searching for this escape from the swamped city streets. We were not disappointed.
Walking along the light-dappled path to reach the pond’s cool green waters, we had stepped into an oasis of calm. This was a surreal pocket of proper countryside hidden in the heart of the capital, edged by lush meadows and inhabited by the city-dwelling mermaids who came here for "ve minutes of peace.
In fact, bathing costume-bedecked ladies have been taking to the water here…
