“Sparkle with me, Lilly!”
The lady who harbours original growth forest secrets in her nooks and crannies has stripped off and with the brassiness and aplomb of uninhibited age, coupled with a ‘who bloody cares anymore’ attitude, calmly tacks through the beach-goers on a course for waters glistening.
Racing across the sand, my one-piece swimming costume bunched with a twisted shoulder strap, I admonish her.
“Elvere! You’re not at the clothes-optional beach!”
“Ahh! The three year olds can do it. So can I!” is her jaunty reply.
Streakin’ granny alert!
Though I must admit – she has the body for it.
Photograph: “Torakina Brolly” by Alexandra J Cornwell