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Online dating as a mature woman (continued)

— by Alyson Walsh

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Maybe I would have more luck on dating websites and apps if I stopped looking at men as sex objects?  – writes Elaine Kingett. What AM I looking for, after all? A bloke who’s good at DIY and likes green veg? A man who can pay his own bill in a restaurant, particularly at The Wolseley? Someone who doesn’t use a knife and fork to eat pasta and doesn’t support Donald Trump? A man who smells clean?

Maybe I would have more luck if I stopped regarding myself as a sex object? Twenty minutes trying on bras in M&S today has severely dented my confidence. Those lumps, bumps and saggy-bits weren’t there last September when I last took off all my clothes in front of a full-length mirror. And is sex something pathetic to lust after at 66? My public face says, ‘Of course not.’ My private face says, ‘Bleuurgh.’ When younger guys contact me, I don’t want them to see my body. When older guys do, I don’t want to see theirs. Oh, superficial me…

But sex is meant to be good for us all, it’s an energetic work-out, gets the endorphins buzzing, does wonders for your pelvic floor muscles and can increase your life span. It’s good for absolutely everything and probably gets tea-stains off mugs.

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Forget Tinder, Outdoor Duo ‘the site for outdoor friendships and dating’ seemed a more sensible place to restart. I ignored the out-of-date website design, spelling mistakes and dogging connotations and signed up. I’ve received lots of invitations to go on walks in the Lake District and a message from a bloke in Snowdonia who ‘snogged Beryl Bainbridge but she stank of whiskey and fags.’ Apart from that, zilch. For searching out chums to tramp the hills in appropriate clothing, great. For romance, it’s a bit barren.

Then there’s Something Serious’ mature section. I’m not serious, I’m immature and seriously bored. And gentlemen, how come you are all 57, 58, 60 and 68? ‘Take a few years off, Jim. You can,’ Yes you can, but I don’t, and aye there’s the rub. Lie – and I get loads of winks, kisses and messages. Stick on 66 and all I get is men who are 70+ and probably lying, as well. And I absolutely refuse to use a profile pic where I’m cantilevering my tits north of Watford, in order to get a date.

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Sports casual, a-ha…

And another thing, why do so few older guys have style? Did their wives or mums always buy their clothes? It’s a toss-up between baggy sports shirts, chain-store business suits or waterproof clothing. Every time I go to Spain, I hyper-ventilate about the well dressed older guys strolling about. I practically have to be chained to my tapas stool.

So folks, what’s the next step? According to my GP [female] it would be a good idea if I made friends again with my, er, Easter bunny because it’s the orgasms that produce the endorphins. Either that, or move to Spain.

Any other suggestions?

Elaine Kingett runs Write It Down creative writing holidays.

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Maybe I would have more luck on dating websites and apps if I stopped looking at men as sex objects?  – writes Elaine Kingett.