Part I here.

The email address I had given MG very early on is not one I use often, stranger-email if you like. The notifications for it pop up every 24 hours or something complicated, so I didn’t see his message until the day after he sent it.

It was long, entitled ‘The imagination works overtime sometimes’, and he acknowledged that I might not like it.

He started with the positive, as all good sandwich-makers do :P.

Told me that I’m ‘amazing, gorgeous, intelligent… witty and funny’ (I so am!).

His concerns were in the middle there. And … Continue Reading

The third date with My Gentleman was a marathon of some eleven and a half hours.

The initial plan was a drive to a cute coastal town, go for a stroll through the markets, grab some lunch down there.

It was low stress (a big deal for my introvert heart), comfortable, easy. Chatting randomly about nothing in particular and everything.

We stopped for a glass of champagne (me) and beer (him) at the town’s only pub after lunch, sat in the beer garden surrounded by trees, glimpses of the river.

After the drive home to mine, we ventured out onto … Continue Reading