On the Istrian Peninsular, I found Solaris Autocamp at Lanterna. Fee paid, I pitched my tent near the sea. Bathers in the waves weren’t wearing swimsuits. I’d stumbled on a naturist site, but I’d paid my money, so I would stay. Christina and Deitrich, in the next tent, wore clothes, reassuring me, and soon we were making a meal together.
Invited to badminton I was the only one clothed, and not wanting to be the odd one out, joined in as nature intended. In the restaurant and supermarket I quickly forgot no one was wearing a swimsuit or anything else.
"It set me quite a challenge as the tale I thought I might tell runs to about 750 words in my autobiography, ‘A Policeman’s Tale’. So here is a précis at exactly 100 words"