Oh. My. God. (breathes into paper bag). I pop out to the Co Op (disaster: he was working, and I had no make-up, hideously unflattering shorts on, and they were out of courgettes) and then while exiting shop, an 81 year-old-man who I regularly say 'hi' to, grabbed my elbow and asked me if I had a husband. I said 'no' but, as I saw him start to grin, had to quickly change it to 'it's complicated'. Am clearly fishing in the wrong age pool, and also tragically flattered that he said 'Well, you're only 40, probably be a bit young for me anyway'.
I rush back to my beloved thread to find 'this thread is no longer accepting new messages'. I am going to pout and flounce for at least several minutes. How could you? 😥