
I have horrible memories of a blind date where, desperately grabbing something at the last minute, I wore an enormously long scarf so she'd recognise me. I looked like a twat, it was clear she thought so too, and we stood saying nothing for 15 minutes in a pub before running away.
What's your worst date experience?
( , Fri 22 Oct 2004, 9:59)
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Age 17, "gifties" course in Oxford, last drunken night, object of desire has copped off with perfect male specimen.
Hence I cop off with her mate, who is a far superior form of human being all round, just not slim & cute.
Some time pen-palling, then Uni leads to a Lacuna in correspondance.
A few years later, while in pub with woman who was shortly to become bearer of my offspring, I choke on my Old Peculier (steady, it's a beer), as the Grauniad's problem page has a letter from said former pen friend advising a teenage girl about coming out as a lesbian at University.
Thankfully, I saw the funny side, and we're back in touch now... I'm still a little upset she didn't mention the lesbian thing at any point in our correspondance though.
"B3ta: Lesbianizing the country since 1991"
Apologies for gratuitous use of the word "lacuna".
( , Mon 25 Oct 2004, 11:57, Reply)
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