On our recent Greek Island holiday we were joined on the beach by three statuesque young ladies. They frolicked* in the sea for a while before coming back up the beach, sitting down, and removing their tops.

As a 15 year-old I would no doubt have dreamed of this scenario... in fact I'm pretty sure I bought dark sunglasses as a 15-year old for just such an occasion.

However, as an (almost) 40year old what I actually thought was "Bloody hell. Now I'll have to turn over so no one thinks I am staring at their breasts. All I want to do is read my bloody book in peace**."

Context is everything.

*Women only actually "frolic" in adolescent male imagination and soft-porn (these may actually be the same thing).
**The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Worth sticking with.