Sheltered? Moi?

I'm beginning to think I have led a sheltered upbringing!

I would have thought coming to live on the sleepy area of the Kapiti Coast in New Zealand would have meant that I would be the big city girl! You know! The streetwise chic! Nothing should make me raise and eyebrow (something I can do one at a time by the way, a McLelland trait, The McLelland Eyebrow if you will). I've seen it all and then some! If I've not seen it I've heard it!

Well imagine the scene this morning me and my lovely Hound, Rocko Boy, enjoying a sunny stroll along the beach.

It may be eight days till spring but I wasn't overly surprised to see someone come down onto the beach in their toggs. Bit chilly for me in the water but these Kiwis are crazy, they love a swim in the sea, a bit like the like the British need to strip off at the slightest hint of sun, the Kiwis need to get in the water at the first glimpse of sun!

'Aaah look Rocko someone off for a swim', yes I am crazy too, I have a grand old chat with the dog when we're out.

Granted the swimmer looked a 

bit sheepish, glancing around as he trotted down to the water, I assumed he was a bit shy given his skin tight speedo style shorts and skinny body. But no, he was in fact waiting till the rest of the beach were looking the other way so that he could whip his shorts off and wash his bits in the sea!!!!!

I had a peek back to see if he was half way to Kapiti Island or like I would have been dancing around at the edge but to my prudish horror I was met with a bare bum and some bits getting washed, then he scurried back up to his house!

Like I said, I thought I had seen it all! But know I have seen a considerable lot more since living in N.Z. Seeing this made me think that I must write it down. Consider this post to be an intoduction to My A-Z of Aotearoa, an A-Z of all things Kiwi ...

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