When I split from my ex-husband and ventured back out into the world of dating, I had three fears:
1) I wouldn’t really remember how to kiss properly
2) My clicking jaw (a family oddity) would mean that I couldn’t go out for a meal with a love interest.
3) Despite being slim, my jelly-belly (a legacy of having been overweight for around three years, plus three cesarean sections) would ‘disappoint’ any man who got near enough to see it.
Fast forward 15 years and my jaw still clicks, I still have a jelly-belly, and my partner of 12 years and I kiss, but no longer tend to really snog (something I actually hadn’t forgotten how to do, as it happens). Read more