I was on my way down to the South West of England and stopped off at Breen Head to give Bandit a walk
I stumbled across the ruined old victorian fort and even though it was freezing cold I decided it was too good to miss for a naked photoshoot
I waited what seemed like an age for a quiet moment when no one else was around - or so I thought. Just as I was finishing my last shots I heard the giggles of two guys who'd clearly been spying on me through a small gap in the ruins
I shouted them to come and join in, but they scarpered after that. But not without a last look over just as I was getting dressed. I mooned them as I pulled my pants up whilst still topless. Even from a distance I could see they were bright red & far to shy to come & talk to a still half naked lady 🤣
Are there no end to my talents? I'm a domestic goddess too! 2 rum soaked cakes finished on Christmas Eve, made entirely by my hands. One with marzipan, one without. Which slice would you choose?
I had to mark the winter solstice with a near-dusk swim. The wind was biting and blew my clothes away, so I was chasing them around the lake edge, much to a amusment of some dog walkers! Tingley, numbing cold in the water, but a great feeling! Perfect way to mark the swing towards lighter days and warmer nudey frolics to come!
Clover naturist spa was the perfect place to celebrate Nude 19th Noel! 🙂 A lovely relaxing evening of nudity and friendship, seeing some familiar faces (as well as all the rest!)
