The return of Spain
So some of you readers may remember a girl called Spain. She was beautiful (think a young Kristin Davis but taller), very clever but also a lot of trouble. Nothing actually happened between us, although we did manage to go on a series of things that could be described as dates, if one wanted to.
It didn’t end well, and we haven’t spoken in about six months. Not a peep. Then while sending out the invites for the house warming over Facebook I included her, because well I thought well why not?
She got the invite, and just called like just now. We had a quick chat she asked me out for catch-up drinks.
Blimey. I wonder if she is still trouble? Probably…