‘SKINNY-DIP­PING IS IN THE SAME CAT­E­GORY AS SMOK­ING BE­HIND THE BIKE SHEDS – THRILLINGL­Y IN­SUB­OR­DI­NATE’

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ac­tiv­ity. I know some brave souls throw them­selves into icy pools in Jan­uary, but not me. In my world it is for­ever linked with lan­guid, lazy hot days. When the world shifts to a dif­fer­ent mode and the usual rules don’t ap­ply. Shirt but­tons are un­done, flesh is on dis­play, work is side­lined.

I vis­ited Chatsworth House in the

Peak District in Eng­land a few years ago on such a day. A group of lads were jump­ing in the river in var­i­ous states of un­dress. Swing­ing on ropes. Jump­ing from the bank. Wrestling, jostling and teas­ing. Their bod­ies lean and mus­cu­lar, un­marked by life.

Some were shirt­less, the brave ones in the buff. Naked, these boys could have been from any time in his­tory. Be­cause the joy of div­ing naked into cold wa­ter on a hot day is time­less.

I hope I’m still do­ing it when I’m a granny. Just watch out for that fly­ing swim­suit...

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