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It was unfortunate timing that the E-wingpiglet's first in-the-pool-without-his-mum swimming lesson ended up happening four days into not-just-his-mum-any-moreness, resulting in him barely getting wet and spending the lesson at the side of the pool despite seeming perfectly happy on the way there. He then didn't want to go through the tunnel on the way home, but did perk up when presented with the option of going up a hill, despite the very limited amount of remaining snacks in the bag and me having forgotten to bring anything to drink. He proceeded to scuttle uncomplainingly half-way up the steep stepped path in a very encouraging way. Return visiting wearing proper feet shall be arranged swiftlishly.