Golden Balls

Great Uncle Doug looks young for 97

(always a bit too handsome my grandfather used to say…)

even though he’s getting on a bit now

he still loves it when the sun’s out,

kicking off his shoes he trots into the garden, leaving clothes scattered across the floor…

I suppose you’d call him a nudist,

one of those who likes to let it all swing free. a Tarzan without a loin cloth,

his neighbours shut their curtains

tutting in disgust.

he’ll tell you all about it,

no sense of shame at all,

simply feels constricted wearing pants.

he did wear a suit for Mary’s funeral,

though even then, I bet he went commando.