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Nudist Camps. Remember them? by Ozcloggie
Naturists (nudists) don’t go to ‘camps’ any more. They don’t get ‘excited’ just because they take their pants off.
Hello world! This is Bob Reed, nudist. by Ozcloggie
...they saw me sitting among 22 naked people, in a full-page ad., next to the latest VW. Bob had to stand, all day, at the back. I was lucky.
The naked truth: nudism, naturism. No clothes. by Ozcloggie
How you too can be a naturist would not be a bad topic. It is often said that most people would love to skinny-dip some time in their lives. Do it!
She reminds me of Uncle Tonoose (Hans Conried in the... by Ozcloggie
She reminds me of Uncle Tonoose, keeping the network alive, established when we met in the 50s. Not relatives (as in the Danny Thomas Show) but sharing so many life-changing experiences.
Bra boys and girls met up in March. by Ozcloggie
In the few bits of Heartbreak High that I watched, there wasn’t a rather short, stout, deputy principal, striding through the playground waving a cane. (We had a great reunion!)
Paris - the Movie by Ozcloggie
My daughter tells me it’s true, all those actors are very well known but on the path that I’ve taken in recent years there have not been many trips to the cinema and certainly not French m…
Assimilation - bah humbug!!! by Ozcloggie
After all, this is where they were born. Their identity!! Their place in the world! No matter how much they, or their parents tried to be instant-Australians, in the fifties, sixties and seventies!!
Some days are diamonds. by Ozcloggie
After a very strange few days, on Redbubble, out of the blue a nice thing happened!! Donna found me!
Yes. I AM a tulip under the gumtree but not longing ... by Ozcloggie
... has to do with how they themselves have that urge to try migration but, as they have to give up too much, they hope that people like me miss the Netherlands
My mother, to her parents, October 1957. 17 months i... by Ozcloggie
Well. While the ambulance is away to take the man to hospital, they just play a bit of music because they cannot go on with the competition because there is only one ambulance available.....
One of those stories. by Ozcloggie
On one side of the house lived the assistant and, on the other side the bridge-keeper. / One of the two had night duty and had the lantern in front of his door (paraffin oil).
Dad, what a smile, by Roger Boreham, got my vote, at... by Ozcloggie
Of course I connected with Simpatico, by Barry McCann. I watch their show and like their interaction. (Turned it off yesterday when they were cutting up fish again.)
Bob Potter's Ballroom Dance Studio, Dudley's Emporiu... by Ozcloggie
Always the same routine: / Progressive barndance and one or two other simple progressive dances, to get them mixing; talking, relaxing.
The Bra Girls. Where are they now? by Ozcloggie
You’d be surprised how, half a century later, so many things that fellow MBHS students said and did are remembered, like it was yesterday!
I'm envious of RedBubbler, Rodney Wells, up there li... by Ozcloggie
I like the work of RedBubbler, Rodney Wells / I’ve been there!
I still bite my nails, Roland. by Ozcloggie
Dina wrote: _ While doing these tricks, he was taught hypnosis._ ....headmaster walked past, and saw an entire class sleeping at their desks,
More melting years - our neighbour, the garbo. by Ozcloggie
I remember really only the daughter, Anna, who was friends with the pretty one. / Come to think of it, what a multi-cultural street it was, in those years – the fifties.
I'm a naturist. Not an exhibitionist. My passion: wa... by Ozcloggie
In spite of having no qualms about being a naturist, since at least 1992/3, I still was apprehensive.
Sans Famille, by Hector Malot, who lived in Paris. by Ozcloggie
Several of those interesting people we talked to explained that Hector Malot lived (and they would wave their arm in the direction) in that side street, just across the Seine!
And this is where we swam and snorkelled, near the s... by Ozcloggie
Stopping off at Malabar Beach – in those early days to relax on the beach in our new country, unaware of any sewerage outlets nearby.
