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I have a new pet. A small and very cute creature has made himself a new home in the exterior wall of my Clapham flat. As flatmates go, he’s not such a bad one: nocturnal, quiet. Occasionally we meet eye to eye: I’m obviously on his territory but after a couple of weeks I think […]
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I met quite the most lovely younger woman the other night but… and yes there is a “but”. Isn’t there always where I’m concerned… Okay so I’ve told you about some of the younger women who’ve previously crossed my path; whether it was that murderously intent French-Canadian, or that rather semi-neurotic ex-model or even Kerry […]
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A few weeks ago I went out on a date with a boy that had been emailing me for a while.   He played tennis.  He was tall.   He was good looking.  Ticked a lot of boxes. But I didn’t let it go anywhere because I was dating The Toyboy.    While I never put up […]
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Those of you who were kind (brave? generous? foolish?) enough to read my book The Toyboy Diaries may remember: Chapter One Ricky Rotter and the Fountain of Youth in which I relate the story of my first ever toyboy encounter. I was a 42-year old recovering divorcée away on a ski trip with my teenage […]
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You’re all going to hate me for this article, sitting there looking out your windows at the rain, the burnt leaves of August strewing the pavement as the summer hits its desultory end, while here I am melting in the Caribbean. But it’s just not that easy in Paradise! For a start it is sooooooo […]
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You know it’s a big mistake telling some people you might now be thinking of getting “involved”. Drop ‘em just a hint and trust me you’ll soon wish you hadn’t… Actually back in the boring old days when I was a quiet little mouse nobody really bothered. Well apart from one night back during my […]
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Readers of Wild Babe’s blog all last year, may have been wondering what had happened to her of late. After she recounted her adventures from Vegas to Bali you might well imagine some exotic escapade. But no she wasn’t kidnapped by a Toronto Toyboy or whisked off by a Latvian Lover. She had a baby! […]
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Went to dinner last night at a friend’s house, out here in medium plafond suburbia. Now, ya’ll have to understand, these were originally Mr. Magnolia’s friends.  The social circle I married into, not chose for myself.  And they are lovely people (please do not get me wrong here at all, I genuinely care about them […]
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My boyfriends have always been younger than me……..a lot younger, and the present incarnation is 24 years younger than me. This makes him the same age as my eldest son, younger than my daughter’s boyfriend and a cool playmate for my 14 year old!       I never meant it to happen this way, but the […]
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We all have mothers; some or us are mothers, some of us mother others (or pets) and some of us prefer not to cultivate the maternal in us. I am about to become one. And yes, I am rather scared all of a sudden – even though it’s a bit late to back out now. […]
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