Lying on a beach in Cuba, I scrolled through my phone.
Let’s see who’s about, I thought, opening up a dating app.
Back in November 2019, I’d been single for a little while and I was ready to meet someone.
As I swiped through, someone caught my eye.
He’s handsome, I thought.
There was one obvious stumbling block though.
At 53, he was 26 years older than me – and a year older than my mum!
But that didn’t bother me.
In fact, I usually went for an older man – my last relationship had been with a man 20 years my senior.
I found people my own age were a bit immature and I tended to get along better with older people.
John looked kind, and reading
