I thought I’d quit my addiction to ‘tweakments’ and Botox forever. Then, feeling particularly confident at a Dubai lunch, I asked a stranger to guess my age…

Picture the scene. A charity lunch at a glitzy Italian restaurant in Dubai. I am talking to an elderly Asian electronics tycoon who, because he had been eating at a table by himself, I thought might appreciate the attention.

Knowing that ludicrously rich elderly men love nothing more than to talk about health and longevity, and feeling unusually confident about my appearance this afternoon – for 65, I do in fact scrub up quite well – I decide we are going to play the age game. How old does he think I am? And, please, be honest!

He narrows his eyes and

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