This is a post that I have been meaning to write for some time. I was originally going to title it “All Quiet on the Western Front” due to the complete lack of any dating activity. In essence I was going to account for the recent lack of activity, in the manner of a child squirming to his eacher after failing to complete his homework.
Recently it has been very difficult, verging on impossible, to find the time to locate and woo potential spouses. My typical week until September looks something like this: Monday to Thursday evenings – Sport and exercise, Friday to Sunday – Pick one from the following list:
- stag party
- music festival
So basically, to fit in dates I have to bump other activities, or cunningly combine them with any of the above. I am still on a dating website but I have let my subscription lax and am not pursuing anyone through it.
However, in the last couple of weeks, the old adage about buses (You wait ages then 3 turn up at once) suddenly seems to apply. I have just spent 5 days away at Download music festival. This is kind of event that is populated by EXACTLY the kind of girls who I think I fancy. Ones with rock sensibilities, brightly coloured hair and bunches. However much to my surprise there were very few who I particularly fancied.
I did end up making contact and swapping numbers with a tiny girl who I found fighting her way to the front of AC/DC. She seems fairly interested and if timing allows I may end up meeting up for a drink as she lives in The London.
The week before that I was at another gig and gave my email to another girl who got chatting and wanted to stay in contact. Subsequent chats on facebook have proved very intriguing and I think there’s potential there.
Separately I was out with chums for a drink in my town of current residence and a barmaid (who I had previously remarked was very pretty) started chatting because of a band T-shrt I was wearing and ended up giving me her number on my promise that I would come in to keep her company whilst the pub was dead during one of many games of football that are blighting our screens at the moment.
Amusingly, last night I was at a wedding and an ex who I have not seen for 4 years was there (Aussie). Although there is NO marriage potential there she was full ofbooze and amarous intention and we ended up getting up to some naughty stuff (nothing TOO naughty) in a miniature replica village. I felt a little like a cavorting Gulliver.
Lastly, as soon as I finish this post I am jumping on the train to go and see Cola Lollies. Cola lollies is an Actual Real Girl who I know from not off the intarwebs. When toast originally saw a picture of her he went all doe eyed and cooed at the screen “hello dream woman”.
So, maybe all hope is not lost? Either way, until September it’s going to be tricky and sporadic, but that’s plenty of time for Toast to propose or mess it all up horribly so maybe the wager is still within my grasp after all?