Fab Foodie
hanging-on in quiet desperation ...
- Location
- Kirton, Devon.
Yep, often wander round the house naked. Every morning go down to get my cuppa naked... we have no curtains or blinds in the Kitchen 
A cautionary tale:
When we were first married, we lived in a flat which was the upstairs of an old Edwardian house with big bay windows. This was situated opposite the entrance to the Royal Marsden Hospital in Sutton, so we were not over looked. Wandering around naked was fine. One Sunday morning I crawled out of bed, made a cuppa for me and the Mrs and went into the living room (with the big windows) to put on some music. The stereo was on a low unit in the corner of the room opposite the window, as I bent over (still naked) to put a record on, I had that strange feeling I was being watched... I turned around to see a double-decker bus stopped right outside with a fullish top deck... cue rapid exit!

A cautionary tale:
When we were first married, we lived in a flat which was the upstairs of an old Edwardian house with big bay windows. This was situated opposite the entrance to the Royal Marsden Hospital in Sutton, so we were not over looked. Wandering around naked was fine. One Sunday morning I crawled out of bed, made a cuppa for me and the Mrs and went into the living room (with the big windows) to put on some music. The stereo was on a low unit in the corner of the room opposite the window, as I bent over (still naked) to put a record on, I had that strange feeling I was being watched... I turned around to see a double-decker bus stopped right outside with a fullish top deck... cue rapid exit!