In praise of charm

One of the things I love about the French is that almost all of them are naturally charming and I’ve found the men to be incorrigible flirts, whatever their age. Let me explain further.

Last week I was waiting for yet another delivery. Typically the driver will call to check whether I’m home. If not, he  – it’s always a he – knows he can leave it at the security office at the entrance to the Domaine. On this occasion, I’d just missed his call and when I rang him back, he’d already dropped the box off with Security. I told him it wasn’t a problem and I’d pop down to collect it later. He then complimented me on my voice, I thanked him and was about to hang up when he asked whether we could have coffee together sometime.

Assuming he was joking, I laughed and said maybe, next time. We continued chatting and he then asked how old I was, to which I replied that you should never ask a lady her age but that I was probably a not dissimilar age to his mother. He was genuinely shocked but then enquired whether I was interested in a younger man. I laughed and said I’d put him on the list!

The list comprises a number of my cycling friends and acquaintances, many of them much younger, who’ve been impressed enough with my cooking to demand my hand in marriage. Easy to say when you know I’m already happily married, hence the list. Should anything ever happen to my beloved………………

Clearly, it’s not just M Macron who has a thing for older women. I should add that this is not a first for me. I’ve been chatted up by many a younger man, often while I’m out on my bike with my beloved riding a mere 500 metres ahead of me. One of my younger clubmates offered to come round and do any odd jobs that needed doing while my beloved was away on business. A girlfriend advised me he wasn’t really offering his services as a handyman which was a real shame as I so need one.

However, the situation was probably best summed up my beloved when a French colleague told him that he would never leave his wife home alone surrounded by Frenchmen for an extended period. Quick as a flash my beloved replied:

My wife likes men who are tall, blonde, with rippling muscles and who weigh more than her. I really don’t think I have anything to worry about, do you?

So true!

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