I remember going topless in France and Italy back in my youth, but I wouldn't contemplate it now, it's a one piece for me these days. I'd quite like one of those costumes Princess Margaret was famed for wearing, with a skirt, down to the knees preferably. I'm not bothered what other people wear or don't wear on the beach, although I did once fall asleep on a beach in France and woke up suddenly to find a pair of saggy buttocks belonging to a fairly elderly gentleman, in my direct line of vision
It took me a nano second to realise I was no longer dreaming!
Annie hope you had a nice bonfire when you came out, Faith and Evan style, to warm yourself up afterwards on those Welsh beaches 