Living the single life surviving dating
Of course, having three children, aged nine, 13 and 16, does clip my wings a bit.
And indeed, concern for them is another important factor in why I am not flinging myself at the first available man.
During my thirties, my biological clock meant I needed a partner if I wanted children.
There is such a joy to being able to do whatever you want without permission.
So, the question I asked myself before going ahead was not “do I fancy him?
”, but “do I fancy spending the next decade counting out his blood pressure tablets in the morning?
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I now shudder when I hear a woman say, “I’ll have to ask my husband.” I finally understand my Great Aunt Florence, who never married and lived alone in a cottage by the sea, happily collecting cat ornaments.