Our libidos chase the excitement — sadly, you have to sort the mess out afterwards. But the gloomy reality is that for me it would be more of a family saloon, its rightful place just under the speed limit in the middle lane of the motorway, with 53, miles on the clock and most of the excitement disappearing in the rear-view mirror. Instead of wild, bedroom passion they had early nights of cocoa and cuddles. Our relationship was — how to put this? Meanwhile, my wife works long, tiring hours. But I do remember the peculiar rituals of the before and after: The last year, my father gave up golf and became more self-centered and preoccupied with his health, but he maintained his interest in politics, his regular bridge game, his weekly shuttle to and from Westchester: Our conversations were raw. That said, I do think the movies — and quite possibly men themselves — tend to exaggerate. I may not think about sex every seven seconds but I do think about it a lot. Why was something so obvious so hard to figure out? The attentions she drew from other men nearly drove him mad, but she stuck it out for two years, fighting him off until the end. Women in their 30s, despite having seen this on a reasonably regular basis, still look confused at your time-keeping. Some have seen it as innocent; others clearly view it as inappropriate. Warm beds, showers within reach — no security guard shining a light in your direction.