Must seem like I am some kind of Pollyanna but it makes me sad to read all the negative stuff about suffering in relationships all the time on here. I have been mutually fancying (openly acknowledged) friends with my Irish friend since August and we've visited each other several times and constantly talk about what we want from our relationship. As we're living in different countries (we met on a weekend away in Spain) we agreed not to make this something exclusive and we'd talk to each other about anyone else that came into out lives. Slowly we've been getting closer and got to know each other quite well. Yes I know to be careful, yes I know it's unusual to be with someone only on the odd weekend yes I know there's a bit of an age gap (me 52 he 42) But this has just been part of a process for me of reawakening. I've got fitter than I've been for a while, got it touch with some neglected old friends and generally come alive again. I wasn't in such a good place even 12 months ago. So I just wanted to say things can be better even at an age a generation ago when I'd have been expected to be in a rocking chair knitting. My Irish friend is a very kind, warm, loving and empathetic man, bloody handsome, intelligent and has taken his time through good times and bad to build a proper life with proper people in it. So I suppose this is by way of balance. But I'd also really love to read any of your stories of successful relationships, even, or indeed especially,against the odds.