Winchester centre's pool partially open as roof fix continues
A main swimming pool that was shut when problems were found in the roof of a sports centre has partially reopened.The 50m (164ft) eight-lane pool at Winchester Sport & Leisure Park closed temporarily just over a week ago.Operator Everyone Active said sessions in the main pool were "currently limited" with swimmers advised to check the centre's app or website for availability. Its 20m (66ft) teaching pool remains fully open.The centre said repairs to the section of roofing over the main pool were ongoing and "we anticipate that we will be able to reopen more areas of the main pool later this week".
The leisure centre, managed by Everyone Active in partnership with Winchester City Council on Bar End Road, opened in May 2021.
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