I worked for the recreation and parks department for a year.

The dream pool is pushed out in the open and the dappled depths of our imagination become a uniformly blue intruder, often out of scale with its surroundings and nearly always discordant in colour and texture.

I don't know. You'd have to ask the National Parks Department.

My fiancee and I recently eloped. We went on a fabulous honeymoon to Europe, and I was able to see and do everything I wanted without worrying about taking it easy.

I figured my body always would be able to repair itself. I think all of us believe that - until you begin to age and get hit with deteriorating joints.

Then I got a bad back injury, and they thought I wasn't going to have any feeling in my legs.