I got lost.Ìý An important date in my diary to meet my new friend Lesley and I got lost.Ìý Could my day get any worse?Ìý I eventually found where she was and boy was it worth waiting for.Ìý I felt that my favourite MB products in the loo were a good omen. I’ve been single for a while now and have tried every possibility for dating.Ìý I’ve surfed the net on ‘those’ sites.Ìý Have you visited some of them?Ìý You pay a fair amount of money to look at a rogue’s gallery. I’d rather be meat at a meat market!Ìý My new adventure takes me into the world of introduction agencies.Ìý | "I had to describe my build.ÌýFat – not really.ÌýSkinny – never.ÌýCuddly said I – and then followed it up with cuddly usually means fat doesn’t it?" | |
You have to understand that having a man on my arm isn’t the be all and end all in my life, though it would be nice to have someone to put my cold feet on as the winter months approach – that was a joke.Ìý I'm beginning to think that I enjoy the single life too much and have become too set in my ways!Ìý I thought that only happened to old folk.Ìý Aarrgh, am I getting old before my time? I was a little apprehensive sitting in a very comfortable chair speaking to a total stranger who was asking me searching questions.Ìý Did I have time for a man in my life?Ìý What were my parents like?Ìý How important was family life to me?Ìý What did I do in my spare time?Ìý Now that was hard to answer – what spare time?Ìý We’ve all done it, thrown ourselves into our work and our friends.Ìý Now it is time for me.Ìý What were my past relationships like?Ìý Now that was painful – hissing venom poured from veins as I talked about the men I’d dated and even the one I’d married and divorced.Ìý Well not quite but it made me realise that I really had gone out with men who were totally unsuitable.Ìý I almost felt that my new friend was my counsellor.Ìý I never bear grudges but you sit down and think about the men or women you’ve dated.Ìý There were a couple that made me smile and there was my first true love, who I should have married.Ìý But hey, never look back. Anyway I started to get more relaxed with my new best friend, who spent three hours weaving in and out of the most searching questions.Ìý Boy did I learn a lot about myself. Tea was on offer, there was water to wet my lips and orange juice to add a bit of flavour to proceedings.Ìý I passed on the biscuits as I told her that I was on a fitness regime – was this in the hope of meeting a new partner?Ìý Heaven only knows but I really am working hard to stick to it – just in case.Ìý I had to describe my build.Ìý Fat – not really.Ìý Skinny – never.Ìý Cuddly said I – and then followed it up with cuddly usually means fat doesn’t it?Ìý I’ve read too many books on what descriptions really mean when it comes to dating!Ìý Anyway I finally admitted that I was carrying a few extra pounds.Ìý I was supposed to be finding a date not facing up to my scariest moments.Ìý My new best friend was lovely.Ìý The hours passed.Ìý I felt exhausted when it was all over.Ìý So after three hours of the nicest Spanish inquisition was there anyone for me?Ìý Well this was the response ‘I now know exactly the type of man we need to find and I can confirm that he is not on my database today. I have every confidence that he will walk through my door so please just carry on with your life, put nothing on hold and I will get back in touch the minute I have some good news for you’.ÌýÌý Basically I have to be patient.Ìý I must admit I just wonder if there is anyone there for me.Ìý Am I that unusual?Ìý I’m beginning to wonder. And is this dating lark a game which everyone plays?Ìý I must be patient! | 
