Once again the proud bathers of Bethnal Green prove their inability to sit astride a fence and in a smashingly written piece give a blunt verdict on the 'refurbished' York Hall Spa marked with our own anaerobic punctuation that only swimming can sustain.
"In place of its rich environment of exchange, humour, banter, encounters with people you would never meet anywhere else, the treasured sharing of confidences, group discussions of ailments and medical anxieties, the lovely giving and taking of schmeissing and massage, the sheer pleasure to be at ease, naked, in the company of people from all religions, all cultures and races, gay and straight, any and all political persuasions and from all socio-economic backgrounds - instead of all this, we have the luxury-lite privileged self-indulgence of Spa London, a Musak-filled, Aroma-infested world of such terrifying banality that I could only take it for half an hour before I ran out. "