Swiping through the dating app, I caught sight of a silver-haired man in a naval uniform. His name was Fred, he was 54, and his profile explained he was a member of the Royal Australian Navy. I was impressed. It was May 2018 and, following a break-up, I was single and ready to meet someone nice. Fred was handsome, and when we got chatting he seemed a true gentleman.
When we met for dinner, he impressed me even more when he told me he was an artist in his spare time. ‘I’d love to show you my paintings some time,’ he smiled. He was full of charm, and listened intently when I told him about my job and my kids, now adults.
