Sometimes, in the wee small hours, what's left of my brain goes to some weird places. Last summer when it was so hot, I concocted this idea to go for a paddle at Narrabeen lagoon with just a pair of swimmer pants. Zilch, zero and bugger all on top. What could "they" arrest me for? Lewd and lascivious conduct? I wouldn't be exposing my breasts....haven't got any. Wouldn't even be exposing my nipples....haven't got any of these either!!! What I do have is a flat chest with a whopper of a scar from one armpit to the other... how on earth could that be offensive. Men do it all the time, going bare chested on the beach. One day I reckon I'll give it a crack, if only to see what the enraged matrons, clutching their Piccollo coffees do. Shake 'em up a little, show them an "in your face" undiluted result of breast cancer.