My in-laws lived nearby, and also would frequently call in fucking on the beach .
One bright morning while I was working bare in the backyard my father-in-law walked around the corner of your home, and was right near me before either of us had the chance to avert the circumstances.
I quit shovelling and attempted to stand “strategically” whilst carrying on a marginally aawkward dialog for http://nuderoad.com .
Then he went inside to see my wife (his daughter). We (wife and I) laughed about it after, but it was never spoken of between me and F I L!
Strangest and most liberating was being in a crown of 4,300 naked people posing nude in central Melbourne for Spencer Tunick in October 2001 – at some point of the morning it occurred to me that whatever our race, we’re much more similar than we are different – a pretty serious and encouraging idea coming so recently after the terror of September 11!