I must apologise, as I was unable to track down that picture of me naked in a creek wearing nothing but my yellow gumboots and a cowboy hat, but there was a glaring gap in my baby photo album where that pic once stood on proud display. Shame. That pic could have earned me thousands of dollars in playgirl or something like that.

So hereby is 'fun place to take off your pants' part two... or rather 'fun places to pass out naked like noah on your favourite lambskin rug next to a milo tin'. My old man wrinkly naked backside, out there for all to see, absorbing the warm rays of the sunshine.





Oh, I miss that lambskin wool blanket, I remember that it was still around the house up until a few years ago. Those were the days. In fact, lying naked in the sun on a lambswool blanket doesn't sound like a bad way to spend a couple of hours, or a couple of weeks for that matter.

Don't act like you don't love it.