We are new. Experienced naturists for years and former members of a club. We live in Durham UK and are just about to start a Naturist B&B. One day we hope to open our own club which will be prtected from the weather. Just need lots of cash to get it going. Hobbies are DIY and socialising with fellow naturists that are often in our secluded garden More to follow Lindsey
Welcome to the forums. You cats certainly got some groovy hobbies. Enjoy your time here. Peace n love RH
Hi Lindsey.. I think I know you two from a long time ago on true nudist.. am I right? There are a few here..
How about moving to the west coast of Ireland to save some money. Plenty of seclusion and having to ride to the camp on a donkey would be a great attraction. Everyone could take full advantage of the free showers that operate almost 24/7, not to mention the 60mph hair dryers available all along the rocky coastline.
Hmmm - Never mind Ireland, isn't the second photograph you posted a view of the undercliff walk near me in Brighton???
You are correct. I could not find a picture of the waves hitting Achill sound in winter, but it is very similar. Have you ever walked from Brighton to Saltdean dodging the waves. I went all the way to rottingdean once and got drenched.
My Sister & Brother-in-Law now live in Peacehaven, but some years ago they had a bungalow in Saltdean so yes have often walked along the undercliff.
My late mothers twin brother lived at Telscombe cliffs. Back in the 1950's after she moved to London, we used to take the train to Brighton and walk along the undercliff to meet him. People today find it hard to believe that my mother was born in 1903. They look even more puzzled when I tell them that my father was born in 1887. My mother giving birth to her first child when she was 47, was something of a record in 1949.
My paternal Grandmother was a 'match girl' (google it) and was on the picket line during their dispute in 1888, she later became a suffragette and knew Sylvia Pankhurst.
Things were so different in those days. When my mother started work, she earned half a crown (twelve and a half pence) as a cashier working for 60 hours a week. At the time, her father was a chief constable and earned £1.25 in today's money. One of my mothers favorite stories was of the little old lady who stood for hours watching her working in her cash booth. One day her husband came in, hustled her out and apologized to my mother for his wife's behavior. A few months later, they both came in and after apologizing again, they explained that they were opening a new store and she wanted to see how the cash desk worked. They invited her to the opening of their new store in London. It was the first branch or Marks and Spencers. Although the company existed before that, it was only when Seif family (A rich orthodox Jewish family living in Hove) invested in the company that is became the store that we recognize today. Mr Seif remained as chairman and chief executive for many years. It was only after his retirement that the company went downhill.
Not my thing personally, but good luck with your venture Do you live in Brighton? I've lived here over 20 years, from London originally.
We are in Wimbledon now, but it was my late mothers home town. I spent a lot of time there in my childhood, particularly when her twin brother became ill. He lived on Telscome cliffs, so we walked along the under-cliff. The day that I mentioned was one Christmas eve. She also had a brother living at Mile Oak. (Portslade) What part of London were you from.? We are in Wimbledon now, but I was originally from Fulham.
Wapping (before they yuppyfied it !!!) - my dad and a couple of cousins took part in the battle of Cable Street when Mosley tried to march his fascist mob through the east end of London.
Going back slightly further, my mothers father was a London police officer in the east end. They moved to Brighton at the turn of the 20th century to avoid the daily violence when he got married and started his family. My mother was born in 1903. She and her twin brother were the youngest siblings.
