Every generation has its singularities

Luky;
ONE evening I was invited to a function and my husband Sean, having a night off, came with me.
We sat beside some unmarried girls I worked with.
Suddenly one of them dug her elbow into me and said:
"Luky, do you see that man?
He's the most good-looking guy I've ever seen."
I looked across, saw a tall fellow with a face only a mother could love, and marvelled at the change in what was called good-looking then and what was considered handsome when I was young.

A handsome man
If you'd asked me whom I considered handsome when I was a teenager, I'd have told you Archbishop Hurley, Gregory Peck, Rock Hudson and Stewart Granger in that order.
My colleagues' paragon of male beauty, in my eyes, fell far short of the standards set by those men in those days.
The girl who was talking to me wasn't a teenager.
She was an university graduate whose first language was not English.
She'd been battling to speak to Sean.
I said: "You'd have to speak English to that man, if he took you out."
I was rewarded by a beatific smile: "For him I'd speak ... er ... how do you say ... oh yes, Oxford English!"

Another colleague joined us.
She had been filling up her plate at the supper table, making sure everything she took contained the minimujm of kilojoules.
She took a look at the young man with his perm and rugged face, and agreed: "Oh yes, he's beautiful."
As he passed me on his way to the bar, I wondered what had gone wrong with me.
Why has my taste never developed?
I hate perms on girls, never mind men.

Long locks
I felt like a fish out of water with the rising generation - even with my own children.
When my son arrived home one holiday,his glossy locks reaching way below his shoulders, the only thing that stopped me from doing a Delilah act and snipping his locks whilst he slept was the thought that he would never visit me agian if I did.
I'm happy to say that his hair is shorter now, but the next holidays when he came home he was wearing a necklace.
I could have forgiven him that if he'd let me put a miraculous medal on it, but not a chance.

I suppose every generation has its singularities, but deep in our hearts most of us love God and try to live good and productive lives.
We should give the young credit for their sincerity, just as we wanted others to do to us when we were young.