Liking is weird. Some you like at first glance, others grow on you like mould only the  kind that you become habitually addicted to. I find it incomprehensible why I had nothing to talk about and was not inclined in the least either to even attempt to find something with this eligible man who was very keen to continue and yet I can skype for hours DAILY with someone a lot older whom I don’t like at all … I think I don’t like at all.

I don’t want to lapse into the clichés about women maturing faster then men and the allure of the ‘older man’ for if that is true where the heck does that leave me?