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Brighton's famous first nudist dies

Brighton's first official nudist has died at the age of 89.

Arthur Albrow became the first person to bare all when the city’s nudist beach opened in 1980.

Mr Albrow, of Wilson Avenue, Whitehawk, was a plumber by trade and worked on major developments in the city including the University of Sussex and Churchill Square.

But despite having a hand in some of the biggest building projects in Brighton, Mr Albrow's greatest claim to fame was as the first nudist in the sea.

His son, Roger, 62, said: “He used to swim in the sea every week. Early in the morning he used to go down there.

“He was a bit put out when they made his beach a nudist beach.

“One morning he went passed the beach on his way to work and all the reporters were there was well as Miss Brighton.

“He went and nobody was going into the water. He thought: 'I'll have a go at this'.

“He had never taken his clothes off and did not do it again. It was his beach where he swam where they made the nudist beach so he thought he would become the first official nudist and made the national news.

“It was his five minutes of fame.”

The Argus reported on April 1 1980 how Mr Albrow was the first in the water at Brighton's newly opened nudist beach.

Mr Albrow told us at the time: “I am on my way to the doctor. My wife doesn't know I am here.

“I swim every Sunday all the year round and it isn't too cold today. But I shall be sticking to my regular beach next door in future.”

Mr Albrow was originally from London but lived in Brighton from the 1930s.

He was from a boxing family of three brothers and went on to coach Brighton schoolboys in the 1960s.

His march into the sea in 1980 would not be the last time Arthur graced the pages of this newspaper.

In 2006 we reported the happy occasion when he and wife Violet celebrated their 65th wedding anniversary.

The couple first met on the seafront at the tender age of 15. When Second World War broke out in 1939 they both went to work at an aircraft factory in Swindon.

Violet worked on the assembly line and Arthur was a coppersmith. They married two years later.

Mr Albrow died on July 17.

He is survived by his wife, two children, four grandchildren and seven greatgrandchildren.

His service will be held at Woodvale Crematorium, Brighton, on August 3 at 11.30am.

Comments(8)

Conor says...
12:23pm Sat 25 Jul 09

Sorry he's died, but famous? Come off it!
Had any Argus hacks even heard of him before his family gave you the story?

Granny says...
2:02pm Sat 25 Jul 09

My condolences but though I remember the beach opening I must admit I cannot say I remember him. Famous, I don't think so. Henry Allingham was famous.

Osama bin there says...
2:31pm Sat 25 Jul 09

It's quite a funny story, because it seems he wasn't even a nudist!
A chap with a bit of a sense of humour I think.

snapman says...
7:47pm Sat 25 Jul 09

I was working as a photographer at the time and the first in to the sea without any clothes on were
an Argus reporter and his girlfriend. They skinny dipped at a few minutes past midnight on the first day of the Nudist beach. The Argus used the photograph and a story for the first edition on the day, April 1st if I remember correctly.

John Steed says...
10:30pm Sat 25 Jul 09

what a lot of fuss about nothing!

horace morris says...
12:28am Sun 26 Jul 09

I saw him on the beach, but I didn't realise he was naked, I just thought whatever it was he was wearing really needed ironing!

Stu says...
11:23am Sun 26 Jul 09

“One morning he went passed the beach on his way to work and all the reporters were there was well as Miss Brighton."

WHAT???????????

security word: bird-wood ROFL

sarababe says...
8:21am Wed 12 Aug 09

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The Winds that will be howling at all hours
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for every thing, we are out of tune;
It moves us not-Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn
Have sight of Proteus coming from the sea,
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

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