It's been HOT! in the uk for 5 days at a stretch. Last 2 days hit 85-87 deg F. Very rare.
Thursday I had a day off i.e. no meetings, events, outings etc etc. and had a lot of time in the garden naked sunbathing and later in the day cutting the grass. Needless to say I overdid it - whilst I didn't get bad sunburn, just a little pink here and there, today I had the squits which I reckon must have been an OD of sunshine, fun and frolics the previous day i.e. mild heat exhaustion. I must say I was very upset! One day in the last X years I've purposely overdone it and really enjoyed the sun and not been so careful because for the first time I'm in an environment where I can really be naked for long periods (working around the wife, of course!) and I get negative consequences. I wasn't out all day and I alternated periods inside with outside, I kept my liquids up...but no, the fates can't let me off ! I can't even get away with even one day being a tiny bit 'naughty'.
I HATE that I perpetually live in fear of minor negative consequences. I HATE that I have to watch my sun exposure on a hot day; I HATE that I carry an umbrella if it looks like rain rather than risk it (my brolly is rarely unfurled); I HATE that in the winter I can't get stuff in my coat pocket because of the gloves that live in there just in case its cold; I HATE that my wife seems to remain dressed all the time just in case anyone comes to the door and tries to make me do that too; I HATE living in mild fear of verminous infestation - shooing the pigeons that eat my damson buds, chasing the nice ducks and pheasants away because they leave shite all over the path which I then have to be careful not to tread in as it is yuk! I HATE that my altruism in doing voluntary stuff for charities or chatting volubly with my chums of FRN gives me carpal tunnel syndrome (it's much better today and yesterday but hurting after typing today's FRN essays!); I HATE that I can't slightly cheat occasionally - I tell you I am not lucky in this respect - if I overstay my car parking 5 or 10 minutes there is a warden there with a ticket when I come back, if I cue jump it turns out the person in front of me (that is not affected) is a screwed up know-all windbag arse that complains; If I sit in 1st class on a train with a 2nd class ticket, that's the day they do the on-board checks. All these examples have happened to me, sometimes more than once e.g. the parking thing.
Anyway I digress. Amongst the things I did do yesterday was some garden yoga and I took a picture. You can see why I have freedom to be naked in my garden the summer. On the left off camera is the side of our house and patio and shrubs plus fencing that mask us from the road, on the right is a high hedge to an empty field and at the back the trees mask me from the neighbours. In autumn thru winter there is one window that they can see our garden from. Unfortunately it is their bedroom! But when the trees are in full leaf you can't see through.
In the foreground it is not a lake - the camera was resting on a glass topped garden table!
That's the section of the lawn I can mow naked.
John