I could feel myself turning red. My jeans were on in seconds. "It's okay, just having a bit of a laugh. Let's get ourselves sorted and give those fish...a hiding" he said as he jumped up and got dressed.A couple of hours later we returned to the caravan, cold, wet, miserable and having not given the fish a hiding in any way! I was tired from the journey and from the exertions of walking to and from the river carrying a lot of gear."I'm knackered, do you mind if I just hit the sack?" I asked. I. She was 38, married with two teenage kids, starting to rebuild her career, having taken a break. I could see she was a go-getter, fiercely intelligent, and going to be successful. If I had vacancies in my company, I would have head hunted her. Instead, here we were on another course (long booked ahead), planning to meet at the hotel. She was about five-foot-eight, to my six-feet. She was half Scottish, half Swedish, living in the South. The big difference was in our ages, as I am 60. She was. More

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