“After over 18 months I’ve finally got a job !” ….. “Hooray”, I hear you say, “Relief for you”, I bet you’re thinking. It is a relief to an extent, I must admit, but with everything that changes something seems to get left behind, with just a little sadness. The job, which is a good one, is a 5 day a week one, Monday to Saturday with Sundays off and a day off in lieu in the week. It’s fine except when it comes to going camping at the weekends. So far after months of swanning around in the nude during the day, going on the PC and going to naturist campsites at weekends, our routine has been sadly destroyed. Being naked indoors for days on end is great, being naked outdoors in the warmer weather is even better, it’s how life should be. For now, we just have to hope that Tuesdays and Sunday’s dawn bright and sunny and the weathers good enough for us to go off to the local beach. Alternatively we have to hope it’s warm enough for us go to our naturist sun club in Billericay, so we can enjoy the sun and get our kit off. I know the 18 months wasn’t really real life and bills have to be paid, but I was hoping for a good naked summer and then have to go back to work in the autumn, but it wasn’t to be. Least I get regular holidays and bank holidays off which I never did in my last job that was 364 days a year, but the joys of being a full time naturist can never be underestimated.