Boys will be boys.
November 2nd 2018, Guadalajara Baseball ground, Mexico
Hair neatly cut and combed. Clean, crisp shirt. Still taking care of himself or maybe there is someone looking after him at home, washing his clothes, ironing his shirts. Meeting his pals at the baseball, probably been a weekly event for decades. I always feel a soft sentimentality for old men with their good manners and old time values. The old boys are looking at their phones, modern technology. Sharing photos of loved ones perhaps? Having a right good look. Leaning in, jostling. Ah, I can see over their shoulders what they are looking at now… oh. A young woman, scantily clad. Now zooming in on her frilly panties. Boys will be boys.