At 62, I fell for a man 20 years younger. It's like human anti-ageing cream (and the sex makes me feel like I've won the love lottery), writes KATE MULVEY

After belting out a Janis Joplin song on stage at midnight in a chic cocktail bar, my 41-year-old date affectionately said it was time to go home. Except, at 62, I was the one acting like a buzzed-up teen.