We are back here to chillax after another busy Christmas visiting family and friends.

We last visited Rose Cottage in High Bickington back in March for my birthday, we loved the place so much we had to come and visit it again.

The large copper bath and outdoor hot tub are obvious big draws to this wonderful place.

The bath is big enough for 2 or even 3!!

The cottage is old and has a thatched roof and very low Timbers in the lounge, not ideal for someone who is 6ft 3 tall, but oozes character.

The owners of the cottage think of everything, making it a very welcoming place to be. When you arrive you are greeted to the smell of fresh baked bread from the kitchen. A welcome cake on the table, and the sound of Michael Bublé playing throughout the house via the Sonos speakers in every corner of a room.

You have a log burning fire to heat the room which is so mesmerising just watching as the flames flicker from side to side.

But one of my favourite things about this place is the hot tub in the garden. When you stay here you spend most of your time in water, be it in the bath or tub.

‘Tis that time of year again when we celebrate the birth of Christ and get to eat too much, drink too much and basically enjoy ourselves too much, only to regret it afterwards when we discover we’ve put on half a stone in weight!!

Claire and I would like to wish you all a wonderful Christmas and a very Happy Nude Year.

Let’s hope it’s a lot drier and sunnier in 2020.

Well another BN event attended this year, and this time it was going along to Splash Landings Hotel at the Alton Towers Resort in Staffordshire for their Annual Naturist weekend.

We set off from Hampshire at about 11:00 with Claire, myself , Chris and Richard representing the Haslemere Sun Club.

The journey was fine it’s just the time it takes to get there, about 4 hours. We arrived just after 4, having stopped on the way for refreshments and then at a local Tesco for booze in the room.

Once we were checked into our room, we were able to be naked until the time we left late Sunday morning.

The evening entertainment was great on the Friday Night, with a three piece band called Trident singing all manner of songs to suite everybody. The lead singer looked remarkably like Shakira a Scottish lady I dated before I met Claire, thankfully it wasn’t.

This was followed by a couple of girls playing Sax and bongos to Ibiza tunes, called Girls that Mix. Chris was very much in his element when they came on and thoroughly loved it. In fact they were very good and the drums were very infectious.

The next day was an opportunity to experience the water park as nature intended……naked!!

The log flumes were my favourite just had to make sure you raised your bum up so it wasn’t scrapping the floor. Lazy river was another fun area, ensuring that Chris and Rich got a good soaking from the waterfalls.

The most energetic part was getting involved in the water polo. It was more like water rugby, a lot of pushing and shoving and getting knocked about in the water. I got bashed in the face by a girl and ended up with an aching arm and leg. Great fun though and Rich and I made a formidable alliance with my height and his accuracy at throwing the ball. Must say that was the first time I’ve sweated in the water!!! You got to know people quite close up too ?.

Evening time we had another very good band. Rang-a-Tang were a group with a jungle theme. One of the guitarists got in on the act wearing just a mankini, good on him. Again they were very good getting everyone up and dancing. The theme was Jungle night and there were some very good costumes, or should I say body paintings. We tried our best as tarzans but were not as good as a lot of others.

Both nights we were up until at least 1:00am and come Sunday morning I just wanted to get home to my bed…….although there was another 4 hour drive before that would happen.

The weekend was good, the food was alright (except for the sausages at breakfast) and the entertainment was fab. Would I go again, not sure it’s a long way to go just to be naked for 48 hours. Claire didn’t enjoy it, but she doesn’t like crowds and loud noise so that’s why.

Had a fab time with 500 other like minded individuals.

After an awesome week in Vera Playa, it’s now back to reality in the UK, and the unpredictable English weather.

On my final day got to have one final massage, this time it was €50, but a full hour from head to toe and front and back. Must say I came back very relaxed and chilled……how long will this last when I’m back to work next week!!

The weather on our last day wasn’t at good, became a bit cloudy and a strong breeze picked up on the beach. Was probably the quietest day on the beach.

Either way I take away happy and fond memories of this trip and hope to visit again some day……..let’s hope its not too long.

Another gorgeous day in Vera Playa, not a cloud in the sky, so another day of sunbathing, people watching, swimming in the sea, walking back and forth along the seashore and the occasional beer at Pirates Bar to cool down.

After a day on the beach, Claire wanted some fags so we trotted off to the supermarket, only to come back empty handed as they didn’t sell them and the tobacco store was closed. Had to put my sarong on for this part of the journey and all I worried about was a gust of wind coming along and blowing it open.