It doesn’t take much to please me – not a lot to make me feel good.
It’s little things in life like a cool change after a sweltering hot summers day, a warm bath when I’m aching, a nice cup of tea or (shhh) a bar of chocolate😊
It’s a well known fact in our house that I’m a ‘water babe’ – the feeling of being immersed makes me feel good all over, seems to calm me, definitely makes me feel peaceful. According to my mum, from the day i was born putting me in a bath of warm water was a sure fire way to settle me. And at this time of my life I’ve told the family if/when I need to go into a nursing home it has to be one with bathing pools / large baths with sling hoists allowing them to manoeuvre the person, so they are able to ‘float’ and enjoy the warmth and the peace that comes with it.
These days as well as my warm bath (and sessions in a nearby heated remedial pool) I suffer the shivers of getting into our supposedly ‘heated’ local pool and dips in the ocean on hot summer days – all to enjoy ‘that’ feeling, knowing whichever way I choose it will bring a distinct change in my attitude.
The Bathing Beauties 1872
Frederick Arthur Bridgman
1847 – 1928
sold by Christie’s USD 31,000
‘My’ frolicking has always been clothed. There are times – usually when I’m reclining in the bath, book and coffee close to hand…..I think about the merits of sun bathing in the raw and skinny dipping. Bathing cosies are big business…….expensive too. What if I was to forgoe buying a new one in favour of using the clothing optional beach in the town where we winter?? I’m sure I’d not look out of place – probably 75% of people in town at that time of the year would be 60yrs and over lol
So putting all thoughts of size, shape and inhibitions aside…..have any of you wondered about (or even ‘done/taken part in’….that doesn’t sound right lol) going au naturel on the beach?