Women of my vintage - I've just turned 50 - display a whole range of exciting life choices. Some take up beekeeping or do a tree change, whilst others engage in African drumming or start a new business endeavour.
Some, of course, engage in more textbook mid-life behaviours such as divorcing, taking a younger lover or becoming an empty nester.
I, on the other hand, got married.
No, not re-married - married. It's not a second (or third marriage), it's the first for us both. As I happen to have two 'big' children, it's hardly surprising that I had a previous long-term relationship, however, I was never married to the father of my children. In the past, I was perpetually aloof around the subject of weddings and I could never really grasp why people got excited over a dress that they were only ever going to wear once.
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My now husband had taken a more political stance; why get married when many people in our society were excluded from doing so? Well, this argument understandably held more weight prior to marriage equality, than after...