Back in the Olden Days

Last night, back in the olden days,
I was a very different person-
full of youth, optimism,
extra cold Guinness and whiskey chaser.

Last night, back in the olden days,
it was all sorted out-
the boys back together for the best weeks of summer
with nothing but bicycle and tent.

Last night, back in the olden days,
I was going to learn how to say
‘you have the most beautiful nape I have ever seen’
and ‘don’t worry I’m a poet not a pervert”
in three different languages.