After going naked on beaches for some time I found a nudist swim at a sports centre near home. I tried to persuade the wife but she proved difficult. She sometimes played badminton at this centre and was worried that she would meet someone she knew. I did some research and found another swim in the opposite direction. Eventually persuaded her to try.

So I phoned the organiser and found out more about it. So one Saturday we set off with much anticipation and trepidation. Arrived, found the right entrance, and was greeted and told about the facilities. Having got naked, but with strategically held towels, we wandered in. Found it very easy to blend in and feel part of it. But getting the layout was a challenge.

But when we had arrived we were warned that a reporter from the local radio station was visiting to do a report. Later we saw him. He had to disrobe but had a towel wrapped tightly round and was carrying a tape recorder and microphone. He certainly looked much more uncomfortable and embarressed than we were.

Certainly made us feel more at home.