The state of our swimming pool sent my mind back to the 'Just So' story by Rudyard Kipling about Elephant's Child who wanted to know what the crocodile ate for dinner. He travelled until he met Crocodile on the banks of the 'great, grey, green, greasy, Limpopo River, all set about with fever trees'.
We don't have fever trees, but we do have a variety of pine trees - especially over the wall in the neighbours garden - which generously shed their needles and flowers into our pool every year. So much so that the pump and filter struggle to cope. This year, the pump decided it had had enough and 'gave up the ghost' on us - just when we needed it's services most to 're-sparkle' the pool. Ah well!
This is the current state of our own great, grey, green, greasy body of water after a week during which a new pump, and sand-filter, and housing has been installed (see the photo righhand top section). We now have to empty the rest of the water out and clean the sand and other stuff from the bottom of the pool before we fill it and get it all going again.