December is here, temperatures are dropping day by day and here in the UK it’s dark by 4.30 in the afternoon. Unfortunately too, even this most hardy naturist, has sometimes been known to don his clothes just to keep warm on those chillier days. For me its the darkness that I hate the most rather than the cold or even the wet weather. We close the curtains put on the TV, settle down for what seems hours, only to look at the clock and find out that its only 6 o’clock.
Being jobless the winter time is a time when its tempting, on the not so nice days to stay inside (and look for work) and at the same time entertain myself by watching TV or writing a passage or two for this blog. At other times on the brighter days, I force myself to go out with the camera or put on my walking shoes and walk around the streets, as well as the country roads, if its not too muddy. I have to get some exercise after all, so last week I ventured along by the River Chelmer only to witness (after only two days rain) major flooding.
I wonder if its natural to see this flooding of this kind or whether its due to underfunding by the environmental and government agencies like I’ve mentioned before in other posts. We’ve also donned our wellies and walked into the woods and forests here in Essex and also Hampshire.
By venturing out at this time of year we get to see all kinds of wonderful colours and sights and at the same time we also see the various types of fungi and toadstools, that grow during the moist damp times in England during the year. During the winter you don’t see many wild animals or birds around the British countryside, but if you go into forests like Hatfield Forest and the New Forest you can see deer and the ponies, that wander free amongst the trees and fields.
Early December is a time when my thoughts turn to Christmas and what to buy for my family as presents. For the second year in a row, I’ve used my expanding photographic portfolio to produce a calendar for a few family and friends, this pleases me as its something I’ve thought about and created, rather than just bought at the shops. I’d like to think I could produce these and sell them but as with most things these days, shops are awash with factory produced calendars etc. or otherwise you think of a good idea, only to find that someone else has beaten you to it and there’s no market for your product.
Black Friday happened last week and in some places around the UK, people actually fought with each other just to get the goods they wanted. I was amazed at these people, acting like savages just so they could get goods at a reduced price, it’s a real shame that people’s lives only seem to revolve around money.
Last weekend we once again went away, this time to concerts in Norwich and Lowestoft and saw some great bands and tasted some excellent brews. Meanwhile back at home, I had hoped to organise another naturist meet and greet sometime soon, but seeing how we’re booked up for the next few weeks, I suppose now it’ll have to wait until after Christmas and the New Year. Unfortunately our meet and greet hasn’t really taken off as successfully as I’d hoped. I really wanted it to pull in ‘new naturists’ from Essex who might want to meet like minded folk and maybe join local clubs and also BN. Unfortunately the new recruits didn’t really show up. Maybe I’ll just have to keep on plugging away and maybe people will start to appear at our gatherings.
Naturism is a lifestyle many other people could enjoy, if they could just see their way passed the apprehension that they face initially. It’s not sexual, people don’t stare, its just a freer more comfortable relaxing way to live, which in the long run is far more rewarding spiritually than any clothing fashion or money enriched lifestyle. There is a programme on TV very soon, that details the life and rewards of naturists living in a enclosed village.
‘The Naked Village’ is going to give an interesting insight into Britain’s oldest naturist colony Spielplatz. You don’t have to go around naked to live there, but you might feel a bit out of place. Swimming, household chores and drinking at the local onsite pub are all done in the nude. There’s even a naked body-art festival and naked yoga. Spielplatz resident Iseult Richardson, whose father Charles Macaskie founded the village, she has lived there all her life and insists that they all ‘live normal lives’. Everyday tasks are carried out in the nude, ‘There is no difference between naturists and people who live up the street. ‘We all live normal lives but are just lucky enough to live in this extraordinary place. It’s like a small estate. ’You don’t have to go naked to live here, Iseult also added that visitors to the area, such as postmen and tradesmen ‘never seem perturbed’ by the nudity. We’ve visited Spielplatz more than once and enjoyed our visits every time. We were also there in July when the film crew were filming (although we were not actually caught on film). It’s a real shame that people have misconceptions about people who are associate with or live in naturist communities,here and across the world,hopefully this film will dispel these misconceptions.
The one-off documentary looks at the lives of the residents of Spielplatz in Hertfordshire. The Naked Village will see the residents deal with the news that property developers are hoping to built a multi-million pound housing estate in the area. Elsewhere villagers are dealing with those family members of residents who don’t fancy stripping off when they come over. Some are insisting that getting naked should be a condition of visiting. The Naked Village airs on December 11 at 9pm on More4.