Is there hope for women in their 70s to find love, or at least find a date? I’m not interested in a telephone affair, and that’s what a lot of these schmucks are after.

In her new memoir “Granny Is My Wingman,” Kayli Stollak, a single girl in New York City, enlists her 75-year-old granny in North Palm Beach, FL, to help her out of her post break-up funk.

Granny suggests online dating; Kayli convinces Granny to try it with her.

Through the course of several chapters they cheer each other on as they share their good dates, bad dates and outrageously ridiculous dates.

Granny is a trash-talking yenta with an anecdote or piece of unsolicited advice for every situation.

While 20-something beauty Kayli has trouble finding husband material, Granny Gail has trouble finding men who can still drive at night.

As the two women grow closer over tales of their dating exploits, they learn that the hunt for happiness is the same whether you’re 25 or 75 – although the hunt for sex is a lot easier at 25.

Most of the publicity for this book has focused on Kayli, with Granny simply being there as an adjunct, but we wanted to find out more about Gail’s experience.

What was it like for her to put herself out there at 75? Men always look first for appearance, women are more interested in things in common, and both want someone they can talk to – unless they’re looking for one night stands, but not too many men in their 70s and 80s are looking for a one-night stand. It’s very difficult to shut them up if you want to be polite. What’s worse is when they just want to talk on the phone.

I don’t look forward to dealing with an old, messy, farty situation.