Some also lasted a few months and decided that I wasn’t what they wanted (old, poor, fat and ugly ha ha).
There was another one who might as well have put a picture of the Queen on her profile, she just wasn’t who was in the pictures. I thought if I drank enough she might morph into that person, but funnily she didn’t. She drank too, which made it worse because she couldn’t bloody drive home, lots of coffee, of course you can, bye. I went for dinner with someone after picking her up from her home, I thought she was nice, calm, relaxed, attractive. We turned up at a place nearby. I didn’t know the area and asked for a table for 2. They said they were fully booked so I asked if we ate straight away would they be able to squeeze us in. They checked, said yes but they needed the table back by 8pm, it was 6pm, plenty of time. Well my opinion soon changed, she just went off on one, she hadn’t listened to the waiter and started shouting at him that there were plenty of empty tables why couldn’t we eat. Hmmm, heh ho. We did eat, and had some fairly full on sex at hers later but the banshee routine did it for me.
I could go on, maybe write instalments. I was chatting at one point to the mother of a famous professional footballer who had played for England and we were trying to meet up but couldn’t fit times together. She eventually met another guy who lived locally to her. She was lovely and I really hope it worked out for her.
There were a few like that, ones that went as far as a first or second date, where we really got on but it just couldn’t move onto the next level, you know the level that says you are a couple.
Oh blimey, just remembered the one who just wanted desperately to have a child, she had a go at me because I’d turned up for the date not wanting another one. I suggested maybe she should just screw around until she got pregnant as she clearly wasn’t too bothered about the man, you know, the potential father of that poor child. You know I’m sure some women just went on loads of dates for a free lunch, they would be polite enough, but you always knew if you asked to see them again the answer was ” I think you are lovely but just not for me”, followed by “can I see the desert menu”?
That reminds me – one last story, I now live with someone I met on Tinder, we have been through some rough times in the last 5 years, but we are seriously in love, have a gorgeous home and between us have 5 fantastic children. We had an amazing Christmas, well 3 Christmas’s as there’s lots to organise putting two families together to click.
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