Archives for posts with tag: dating


Having someone to message on OKCupid.

Getting things done. When I’m busy I get a bit frantic but I enjoy it. Mostly. Me, Gust and Jen had some good moments today, getting our training ready together.

Ciaran’s story about the woman who drank soap. And wants to feed her kids conkers.

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Bibimbap. Again. What of it?

Huge dog on the tube

Dating tips from Alec


Delicious pizza at the pub quiz

Jo’s funny brother

A surprising flurry of OKCupid messages


Smashing out most of my application this evening. And it’s good!

Getting a message back, finally. And he’s into eco shit! Double win.

The cute old couple by the pond. In love, laughing and sat so close you couldn’t put a bit of paper between them.


Funny animal photos.

Booked another pottery course. This time with Wiseman. Quickest £200 decision I’ve ever made.

A ridiculously drunk first date that we accidentally shared with an old American couple. I barely spoke to the date but what a fun evening! 


A perfect sunny breakfast at Blighty. In the garden, with a gorgeous puppy.

Walking round the reservoirs in the beautiful sunshine.

A night with Jonny on the river. And getting hit on. Totally unexpected and really quite nice. 


Flower delivery. For being an Independent Woman.

Visiting Wiseman’s new flat and sitting on the balcony, drinking beer and talking about boys

Bibimbap. So delicious! And the after party too.


Going lambing! I was so excited. And by far the oldest child with their parents on the farm.

The smell of my haircut. 

Wine, wine, olives, wine, kissing.


The sun, the birds, meditation. General happiness. I feel like the happiness could just burst out of my chest today.

You Can Call Me Al on the tube. Remembering Al’s wedding.

Conference giggles. The adorable old lady, stroke poo, texting Jen. And Joff. And Danny.


A busy swish. Finally.

Pizza, beer and chocolate mousse.

Portugal chats with NeverKissedATory.