Im dating a much younger woman
The glorious Technicolor love boat of Catherine Zeta-Jones and Michael Douglas has, allegedly, been navigating the rocks for some time. Theirs was a marriage that was doomed from the start.
My beau was sophisticated, intelligent and exuded the allure that comes with a rarefied lifestyle.
Meanwhile, the men my friends were becoming engaged to looked like Michael Gove. The city bustle I adored was pronounced ‘unhealthy.’ At weekends we drove to a desolate moor in order to fill his lungs with fresh air.
Worst of all, my once cool and carefree George Clooney became something of a dyspeptic George Formby as he fussed over dirty spots on the window pane, creases on the sheets and any use of cream or butter which he insisted would give him a heart attack.
I couldn’t help but note she is 37 years his junior. For much of my adult life I had a penchant for older men. Like Catherine Zeta-Jones, whose relationships with men her own age seem to have ended in disappointment, I found the majority of my male contemporaries to be boobies, lacking in wit, experience and chivalry. Well, the Duke of Wellington became Prime Minister for the second time aged 65.
Prince Talleyrand, Napoleon’s foreign minister, who was catnip to women, fathered a child in his 60s.