Friday, 15 April 2011
N is for Naturists
I have to say, I don't really get naturism. Naturists would no doubt say it's natural. Well, so is peeing in the street and not cutting your toenails and hugging attractive strangers. That's presumably natural, too, but we tend not to do these things. I've always thought that ever since we began to wear clothes and lost our fur (presumably we once had fur), wearing clothes has been more "natural" than not wearing them.
I have no objection at all to people who do like to have naked holidays. I just don't want to join them (or look at them). We once holidayed with people who were into naturism, and since they were our hosts, we gamely took off our clothes and joined in. But believe me, sitting on your bare bottom on a rock eating your sandwiches is not at all comfortable, and I found the whole experience was something I'd rather not repeat. Swimming naked is different; that is wonderful. But getting sand... well... everywhere, is not wonderful, and even though I was younger at the time, four children had taken their toll, and I was not proud of all my droopy bits.
So to any naturists who might come across this, do go ahead and enjoy yourselves. But please excuse me if I keep my clothes on.