My late mother always suspected me of nufity and nudism,and as a teen I often went to our surrounding hills in the nude,and she always cautioned me to bring back all my clothes as she will not buy new clothes. One weekend she visited me after I had moved out,and I told hef I was a nudist,and obviousely,I went about my chores naked...she just shook her head...then she and my brother and his wife moved to Caoe Town,and bugged me to join them,and I had just settled when they moved back to Joburg...so one winter i went visiting,because..though winters in Gauteng are cold,at least they have sun,and no rain in the winter,unlike the Cape. One Sunday during my visit,we decided to do gardening while my brother was out for the weekend with his wife and kids,and naturally,I did it naked.Mom warned to wear a cap or hat,but the heat was wonderfull,and for the whole day we did gardening,and I was naked.Boy oh boy...that evening I was as sick as a dog...headaches...vomiting....rigors...dizziness....sore skin and penis....all mom said with a smile...."I warned you...." But it was good spending time with my mom,and my nudity was no issue.
