Disclaimer
I am writing this for a friend. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental
A friend of mine who has recently found herself single after 15 years of marriage is ready to take the next step
For the sake of argument let's call her, anything other than her real name, Liz. Liz is 51 and filled with a truck load of insecurity; this is what her profile would look like if she was brave enough to be honest. After all, they all find out in the end.
You?
I am a recently separated 51 year old mum of six, almost grown up, children. Yes, I know, I clearly started young; if you really want to know I'll be a bloody grandma next month.
Physical Characteristics
I have bloodshot green eyes, wiry bleached blonde hair, a saggy tummy and boobs down to my knees, I did a lot of breastfeeding. I'm 5ft 8 inches tall but shrinking a bit now, mainly due to curvature of the spine that in the wrong clothes makes me look like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. My wiry hair is starting to come out in handfuls due to my under-active thyroid, but if I do a Trumpian comb over you'd hardly notice.
Greatest Achievements
Getting through the day without having a number one or number two accident. This is due to my irritable bowel, and inability to sneeze without letting out a little wee as no-one actually explained what pelvic floor exercises really are. Lying on the floor and raising my legs didn't cut the mustard. I do have tablets to hold off on the number twos but I don't always remember to take them. I would consider remembering to take my tablets quite an achievement as well, the memory is going a little, I know, too young!
Biggest Fears
See above
Lifestyle
Since my separation, after the initial shock and clothes shredding spree, I have learned to live my life alone. I threw all the razors in the bin, I am a liberated European woman with more hair under my arms and legs than anywhere else on my body. And I mean anywhere. I enjoy going to bed early and not having to put up with my beer bellied, unshaven, whisky breathed hubby pawing me. I'm peri-menopausal so not really interested in a physical relationship right now. Not to mention the enormous amount of effort it takes to clench my buttocks (just in case) and fake an orgasm; my COPD can be exacerbated by that kind of fast breathing. I have two different types of inhaler for that, but it's just not worth the risk, you know.
Career And Financial Solvency
Thanks to my 'children' not being 'children' I'm not entitled to any maintenance. My lovely little job I did for pin money has now become my main source of income. I am really poor so DSS need not apply.
Looking For?
I'm looking for a man between 35 and 45 with a busy career that keeps him away from home for long periods of time. Tall, dark and handsome, big heart and even bigger wallet. Someone I can flirt with over the phone and on messenger but not have to see too often, The odd meal out, but home to our own abodes. Generous to a fault. Someone who wants to make sure I live comfortably but wants nothing in return.
Whoever said that 50 is the new 40 was having a laugh
Any Takers?