TOWN & COUNTRY
‘Go forth and flirt for Britain’
Grrr… What’s that growling noise? Can you hear it? It took me a while to realise that the sound is originating from Yours Truly, as I purr at passing men. Yep, that’s right. Overnight I seem to have transmogrified from tranquil, middle-aged mum of two to male-hunting predator.
Within minutes of meeting a handsome bloke, I’m mentally undressing him. At the park, while pretending to
