Having spent the evening with my favourite bosom buddy ‘Blossom Hill’ and losing myself in a full blown Bridget Jones marathon (which naturally resulted in a slight white wine melt down as I evaluated my life), I came to the conclusion that I was slowly becoming Miss B Jones herself or at the very least a version of! (more…)
Last year I bizarrely agreed to a first date on Valentine’s Day, in my defence I had completely lost track of the days that week and had no idea that it would work out to be actually on Valentine’s Day!
As soon as I realised I did everything in my power to try to reschedule – I became so desperate that I told him I could not make it due to family problems. When that did not work I began to scrape the barrel of terrible excuses by saying I had a longstanding doctor’s appointment (which made no sense as the date was in the evening)! Yet he still refused to take no for an answer – this should have been a warning sign for what was to come… (more…)
Date night had arrived and I was excited to finally be meeting this tall, dark and handsome man but that feeling was short lived, when my eyes fell upon a small unattended child waving at me from across the road. Turning around in search of the mother of this poor abandoned child, I realised that no, there was no such woman and that this was no child…this was in fact my date! (more…)
Having found myself newly single and after an evening of wine and a lot of persuasion from both male and female friends, all of whom are avid users of Tinder, I decided to launch myself back out there into the dating world… (more…)