To Paradise, By Ferry

To Paradise, by FerryThe other day I tried to get into a nudist colony.Things didn't work out so well.They started off well, though, that I must admit. First there was the English girl. It was on the last day of the Cannes Film Festival that I spotted her. In the midst of a blur of browned bodies there she lay, lobster-pink, glistening with oil. She was draped languorously across a chaise longue in the middle of the Carlton beach, a copy of the London Times by her side. I wandered over."Par...