DailyMail (UK) – George Clooney? No thanks – why falling for stars half your age is good for the soul (even if it makes your kids cringe)

For me, they need to have that edge of danger — Robert ­Pattinson is a terribly well-brought-up young man, but he has that decadent air of grunginess and anger that is most appealing. Paolo has that slightly rough Scottish thing going on, and I love his floppy hair.

Although the survey tells us to fancy older men like George Clooney, I can’t bring myself to. The grey hair, for me, is a turn-off — I have one of those at home, thank you very much.

I rather suspect that most of the women who fancy ­Gorgeous George are in their 60s and 70s — and why not?

I can admit to only one age-appropriate crush: 50-year-old Colin Firth. But I do wonder how much of this can be put down to an assignation I had with him back in my 20s.

Could it be that even though my crush is up-to-date, I am still living in the past?

You see, when I was 24 — and still slim-hipped and rather stunning, if I say it myself — I spent five hours drinking with him at a press launch. He was utterly charming and quite the most beautiful man I’d ever met. He was wearing a white collar-less shirt with pearl buttons and black trousers. Mmmmm.

His manners were faultless and he was normal, too — self-deprecating and just as eager to find out about me as I was about him. We discovered we had some friends in common: he was then living in Hackney with one of the McGann brothers, who knew my best friend.

He asked me to ring him when I was next in London, and — can you believe this — I didn’t. I went down to London the next weekend, got drunk, got off with someone else and NEVER RANG COLIN FIRTH.

I will regret this to my dying day, and my children think it is hilarious. Now, as I sit, sighing, in front of Bridget Jones and he appears in his barrister’s apparel I think: ‘What could have been?’

I think it’s perfectly healthy to have crushes. Long may they live. We may look silly, we middle-aged women, slinking into the cinema to watch the latest James McAvoy film or sliding out of Blockbuster’s clutching the latest ­Robert Pattinson film, but at least we are still breathing, healthy and red-blooded.

In our mind’s eye, as we frolic with ­Robert, or James, or Colin, we are 19 and beautiful again. That has to be good for the soul — no matter how much our teenage daughters may laugh at our unrequited passions.

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