Interesting photographs that brought back memories as one of about 5 temporary summer workers there ('Pool Attendent First Class' I called myself; all the others had self-appointed ranks too) the summer before I went to university in 1973. It was run down and shabby but still used and seemed to be run entirely by students, all of whom had brought pre-university reading with them. If you got bored with your own subject you could have a look at someone else's.  It rained a fair bit that summer so I got most of my pre-course reading done whilst on the Council payroll! I used to walk home to the Lanes each evening, sometimes along the seafront and sometimes inland, to save money so I must have been fit too.

Brighton must have had a brainstorm when they closed down this pool, as a boy I spent many a happy day at this pool and learned to swim in it. I lived at the other end of town and either had to walk or weasle the money out of my mum for the bus fare.