From the Kathy Lette @ the Telegraph:
There's a new creature stalking the urban jungle – the cougar. She's a woman in her forties or fifties, on the hunt for younger men. A spate of American sit coms and movies are about to prowl onto our screens, documenting the mating habits of this predatory species. The tube announcement, "Mind the Gap", is about to take on a whole new meaning.
But before becoming too judgmental, let's look at the biological facts. The male of the species hits his sexual prime in his late teens, a woman in her late forties. You don't have to be Einstein to do the maths. I mean, 19 goes into 50 a hell of a lot more than 50 goes into nineteen. A toy boy's vocabulary may be small, but who cares, when he ends every sentence with a proposition?
By contrast, younger women are so insecure. They worry about breast size, body shape, cellulite, weight – they order one crouton for lunch and then share it. (Where do size zero bimbos keep their internal organs? In their handbags?) An older woman, on the other hand, is so much more relaxed in her skin. Once a woman hits fifty, a liberating "now or never" mentality takes over. Forget breast implants and botox and get a dimmer switch – the greatest sex and beauty aid known to womankind.
The statistical evidence of older man running off with younger women has been static for about thirty years. But the statistical evidence of older women running off with younger men is on a sky-rocket trajectory.
In truth, age doesn't matter – not unless you're a building or a Stilton or a grapevine. So, cougars, happy hunting. And just remember that age really is a case of mind over matter – if you don't mind, it don't matter.