My favourite picture of you was the one where you were smiling right up close to the camera. You looked, not only handsome, as you did in all your other pics, but so lovely and friendly. I also liked the one of you doing that yoga pose, hands in the prayer position, on the beach. …
The first time I met Pete he had a scowl on his face and told me he didn’t think we should take the picture where I’d suggested, but over there. I explained why I was right and he was wrong and the photo was taken where I suggested. He was too moody to fancy. But …
I went to Bristol on a girls’ weekend a few weeks after I separated from my husband. I woke up before everyone else so scrolled through Tinder at about 7.30am and swiped right on a profile which simple had an array of arty nudes. I wondered who could be behind such a weird profile. Turns …
He bounded out of his car with a beautiful, ear-to-ear smile. Shorts and flipflops in the cool April evening. He drove a small silver jeep. He had long fair wavy hair tied back in a tiny knot at his nape. He was 6’4” and had caramel coloured skin, all over. I found this out the …