But when I look back at the relationships I was in before I settled down, I believe firmly that the negative aspects weren’t anything to do with our respective ages.
doing his A-Levels when I was in year five, at University when I was finishing Primary school and when he got engaged to his first wife I was doing my AS levels. From school, where I would form adoring romantic attachments to members of the teaching staff while my friends lusted over Justin Bieber, to my gap year, where everyone else took off around the world and shagged surf instructors while I stayed in London, going to restaurants and concerts with men who were old enough to be my father.Because of my penchant for slightly older guys (and some of them have only been five or six years my senior) I’ve always been on dates with people who are passionate, educated and able to teach me things.I saw dating as a learning experience, and the idea of going to Pizza Express with a bloke I met at a house party before going home to shag him in his shared house? Dating much older men wasn’t purely perfect, and I would never pretend as much. He had a mortgage, a car and a career before I was even born. My husband and I might not have watched many of the same children’s telly programs, but my first boyfriend?