With his broad shoulders, bulging biceps and tattoos, Bob was quite the presence.
But it was his mind as much as his masculinity that I was attracted to. We met as mature-age uni students, and I fell madly in love.
Just 15 months after our first date, in August 2001, when Bob was 32 and I was 31, we married on the beach with the celebrant’s wife and our photographer as witnesses.
Two years later, we were blessed with a son, Liam, followed by a daughter, Maeve,
