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But what can we do? Well, be as magnificent and sartorially refined and resplendent as possible as a counter punch to all the dross.

And you know, it works, through all the mundane school runs and other humdrum grind of middle aged and middle class respectability, you will get noticed by perhaps, as much 2-5% (weighted to include the ones you yourself might be interested in) of the female population of a certain age group and yummy mummies who given the right circumstances would be quite open to having a steamy affair with you being that they see a man of success and distinction.

Still, one is tempered by the reality, if it flies, floats, or f&%!s rent it!

You have to proceed with extreme caution, if one, or both partners are married. Gone are the days when you could put your mistress on the company pay-roll. Although as recently as the 2000's, I knew that this was going in one company and of course the old one that my father succumbed to was and still is, to promote your younger PA or secretary to full wife status. Always struck me as a terrible afflication that, and a distinct sign of lack of adventure, or indeed, lack of a life outside work. Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

There's tabs on you now a lot more, especially if you have joint bank accounts, so you take on a love affair, only to find you need to do it on a budget less the missus finds out through your spending footprint.

Then there's the yummy mummy itself: limited time between school runs with all the problems of raising kids you have yourself. No matter how good looking and they all tend to have at least one serious off-putting physical condition after child birth, about as exotic as a wet cabbage.

If you're going to do it and risk it all on a roll of a dice, it needs to be worth it. And that means without and no intention of kids, and be free and single.

Just like the air hostess who was flirting with on my flight back from Madrid the other day, she was mid-40s, but tasty and she looked at me and knew I was her kind of character. All quite charming.

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Mmmm, slushy.

I used to work for a proper womaniser. My god, he was the pits. He even dragged me into his web of deceit...
"XXXX might mention cricket tonight, she thinks I'm playing with you Sundays".
"Why"?
"I've been going over to Coventry and doing that bird from the cob shop all summer, needed an excuse to get away for the day".

Thankfully she never mentioned Cricket all evening.

Before he was married he was engaged to another girl but got ditched after bragging to his mate on a bus about shagging some bird after pulling in a club. If he'd have checked the seat behind he'd have clocked his future mother-inlaw.

Bumped into him a few weeks back-still the same.

I can smell the andropause.