Post by Irish Stu on Sept 21, 2008 16:24:10 GMT -6
Sue and I have been to a nude resort here in the UK a couple of times this summer. It's about two hours from where we both live, and is small and friendly. On these visits we were 'taken under the wing' of Ernest, a elderly retired naturist who considers himself the font of all knowledge about the resort and naturism. Ernest is on first name terms with the owner of the resort. Ernest knows the depth of the pool and why the owners chose not to have it built any deeper. Ernest knows the exact temperature of the pool. Ernest knows that competitive swimmers, were they to visit the resort, would prefer the pool to be colder. Ernest has catchphrases... "Us naturists are friendly people... well not *that* friendly!!" or when in the steamroom which is quite dark and well, steamy, making it hard to find somewhere to sit down "If you hear a squeal you'll know you've sat on someone."
Yes you guessed it, Ernest is the UK's very own version of Divemaster Chuck. Such a bore is he that on our first visit we didn't even realise he had a wife as his missus seems to have as little to do with him as possible... and where you find Ernest you won't find her. Of course this all spurred me to tell Sue all about our very own, and much loved DMC, and to describe the similarities, telling her about his love of providing newbies with an endless supply of his Hedo knowledge, and supposed depth of that knowledge.
Well last night we were watching a repeat of an episode of a old series on Sky One called 'Caribbean Uncovered' which spent a summer following Brits on vacation in the Caribbean, with a great deal of emphasis on the then shocking 'sexploits' at Hedo II. Now I can remember watching this show when it was first shown and deciding that this was the kind of resort I wanted to visit!! The rest, as they say, is history. So we're watching the show with it's slanted perspective on Hedo while I add my own commentary of the real story, and fuck me if a few minutes in, during a segment shot in the dinning room during breakfast, DMC himself doesn't breeze past the camera resplendent in his propeller beanie. "THAT'S HIM!!" I shouted and just managed to hit the 'live pause' button in time to freeze him on the 51 inch screen for Sue to see for herself who I had been describing.
It's a small world.
Simon
Yes you guessed it, Ernest is the UK's very own version of Divemaster Chuck. Such a bore is he that on our first visit we didn't even realise he had a wife as his missus seems to have as little to do with him as possible... and where you find Ernest you won't find her. Of course this all spurred me to tell Sue all about our very own, and much loved DMC, and to describe the similarities, telling her about his love of providing newbies with an endless supply of his Hedo knowledge, and supposed depth of that knowledge.
Well last night we were watching a repeat of an episode of a old series on Sky One called 'Caribbean Uncovered' which spent a summer following Brits on vacation in the Caribbean, with a great deal of emphasis on the then shocking 'sexploits' at Hedo II. Now I can remember watching this show when it was first shown and deciding that this was the kind of resort I wanted to visit!! The rest, as they say, is history. So we're watching the show with it's slanted perspective on Hedo while I add my own commentary of the real story, and fuck me if a few minutes in, during a segment shot in the dinning room during breakfast, DMC himself doesn't breeze past the camera resplendent in his propeller beanie. "THAT'S HIM!!" I shouted and just managed to hit the 'live pause' button in time to freeze him on the 51 inch screen for Sue to see for herself who I had been describing.
It's a small world.
Simon
