Whodunnit?

24 hours later to the minute, I was back in the pool for my daily swimming quota. Others, not so brave, maybe wanted to give it extra time to be sure. Yippee. I had the pool all to myself, the way I like it. I was certain the combination of spring water and chlorine would render the pool poo-free... I was prepared to take the risk.

Looking to exonerate Little H, Granny and I discussed it all. We decided, given swimming pant technology today, it was far more likely that an adult was perhaps the unwitting culprit, but who?