It’s 9pm and I’m out for dinner with the man I am dating and he’s yawning. Am I boring him? The opposite, he says. He’s finding it hard to keep up. He’s 63, retired and complaining that he never sees me and he thinks I need to slow down. OK, I admit it, it’s been a busy January. I’ve recently set up a book festival, I’m writing a book myself and I work as a journalist in my day job.