Ahhh the good old days, I went to Abbeydale Middle school, just a short walk down Broadfield Road to the baths, late 70's every Friday the whole class happily walked along in pairs to see the dreaded Mr Scott our swimming instructor, he was so bloody strict, always shouting and angry, but he taught us really well and got everyones respect
Got my first 25 yard certificate there, thanks to Mr Scott!
I had a school friend who also dived in and hit her head on the bottom of the pool, she was rushed to hospital as she was unconscious, we all panicked but luckily she just had slight concussion.
I went swimming during the school holidays that year with a few friends and whilst we were in the pool, a man in the cubicles opened the yellow curtain and 'exposed' himself to us (to put it politely), sorry to say I've not been back there since!