‘Vincent’s cheeky charm hooked me but things soon changed’ Opening my laptop, I logged on to my Plenty Of Fish dating account – acrylic nails clattering against the keys as I typed. Immediately, a message from ‘Vincent’ popped up.
His profile picture looked nice – a silver fox with gym-honed muscles rippling under his black T-shirt. At 47, he was nine years older than me, but I didn’t mind, especially when I saw what he’d written. ‘How is a girl like you still single?’ I couldn’t help smiling.
It was September 2013, and after getting divorced two years ago I was finally ready to meet someone new. My two eldest children, David, then 21, and Rory, 18, had flown the nest, and my youngest, Kathleen, 13, spent most of her…
