No need, the druids get their keks off and dance naked around the standing stones from time to time. I thought it was village gossip until I met a woman who's actually been among the dancers...
Plus we have the fat, red-bearded chap who rides past on his pushbike in nothing but a kilt and wellies.
And of course our two boys who strip off at the slightest opportunity.
But naked gardening? Hovering above the nettles, blackberries, gooseberries and thistles? Gulp!
- but I really thought that they were taking it too far when they did the cooking without clothes on - imagine hot fat out of the frying pan splotching all over some rather sensitive body parts - that would have caused some raised eyebrows at A&E, too!
