The Potions master was furious. "You're not allowed to use magic until you graduate," he told Ron. "I can't have some whippersnapper running around the school with a bigger beard than I've got!"

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I am basically a naturist at heart. One of my favourite things to do in London is visit Rio's, the nudist sauna in Kentish Town. Sitting with friends in the hot tub, chatting with a random cross-section of other Londoners in a completely diverse, body-positive environment. Working up a sweat in a the sauna, then taking a skinny dip in the plunge pool to cool down. If it's nice out, naked sunbathing in the garden with a cuppa tea and a biscuit - and even better, the tea and biscuits are free.

I love fetish clubs not only because of the handy dungeon furniture, cool outfits and interesting people, but because they are one of the few nightclubs where I'm allowed to indulge myself and get naked when I start getting hot and sweaty on the dancefloor. The other weekend Ivy and I enjoyed a topless dance at Club Decadence and the grins on our faces told the whole story. It's not just about feeling sexy or getting attention - although I'd be lying ifI claimed that wasn't at least part of it. But it's mostly about the liberated feeling of being able to enjoy my body without shame, without being told to cover up, to "put it away".

Last week I had a new experience: my first trip to a naturist club. This particular one was like a small village of chalets and cottages surrounded by little gardens, mostly occupied by retired hippies, with a clubhouse, swimming pool and communal lawns in the middle, including a kids' playground. I didn't realise it when we were planning the trip, but it happened to be the place fellow spanking blogger Fred is staying at the moment, so I got the insider tour complete with gossip and secluded little pathways (although we missed the naked beekeepers). There is something so freeing about walking around outdoors wearing only a pair of flipflops, feeling the sun and the wind on your skin, naked sunbathing and swimming. On a nice warm day in summer, that is. I imagine it's less fun during the winter.

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