Emerging from my hangover on Sunday evening, I was flicking through the CT whilst on the bogger and realised with a pang of regret that I’d missed the local Nudist open day. Probably for the best I didn’t as the voyeur in me may not have been in keeping with the Nudists’ club spirit.
Is there any difference between being at Naturist and a Nudist?
Anyway this online account provoked many, many chuckles.. mainly because I have the mind of a child. So RA readers should also get a giggle out of it.
Here’s the highlights.
The open day involved a celebratory sausage sizzle. I’m sure the irony was not lost on those that failed to wear SPF 30.
I’m sure further irony was not lost on the 30 visitors who “decided to become members”. Apparently they used to have over 300 members but they dropped (sic) before “steadily rising to where it is today”
The organiser then goes on to detail how “it’s a bit hard here… you can get a club like this… or other clubs that are bigger”. You’re tellin’ me buddy.
Oh it’s too much.