Inside the nudist renaissance

Inside the nudist renaissance

The gladdest sight of a lacklustre May was Charles Dance emerging naked and magnificent, like Botticelli’s Venus, from the sea on Formentera. The UK press pixelated the actor’s genitals as if that justified the intrusion, but prurient types (me) still got to gawp at his regal House-Lannister physique. A devotee of the Hampstead men’s swimming pond, the 77-year-old actor is a splendid advertisement for both wild swimming and naturism. We Brits don