IT’S NOT OVER ON REPEAT

I flung my phone down on the sofa with a huff.

‘I’ve had enough,’ I said to my son Keeton, 24.

It was August 201 5, and I’d been on Plenty of Fish for a few months after a colleague had been raving about it.

or the past 24 years, I’d dated on and off, but there was never anything serious.

As a single mum to three kids – Leah, now 34, Wade, 3 2, and Keeton – there was no time.

Now, though, with the kids all grown up and only Keeton living at home, I agreed to try the dating app.

What harm could it do? I thought to myself.

But I’d had no luck – since signing up, I hadn’t spoken to anyone nice, let alone someone I’d want to meet in person and share my life with.

‘Give it one more day, Mum,’ Keeton urged, desperate for me to be happy.

I agreed to give it another chance – and that evening, I got a message from a man called David.

Free for a chat? he asked, and when I had a look at his profile picture, I have to say I was pretty pleased!

Hi, I’m Suzanne, I replied, and we hit it off from there…

David Jennison, 53, a long-distance lorry driver, was sweet, kind, and charming, and