I hate clichés especially this one. In France they don’t use ticks, they use crosses. In any case this was a joke title for myself and this fascination with getting everything right (or in this case) finding the perfect man. As everyone knows that like father Christmas, the Easter Bunny and honest politicians, the ‘perfect man’ doesn’t exist.
This story has been published a number of times but it’s great to see it again, this time featured as the only fiction tale in Australia’s That’s Life Mega Monthly Jan 2021 issue. Really proud of that.