Southern Belle’s dating tale isn’t the only positive one! As Rebound Gal heads into her final month of her twenties, it sounds like she’s been having a lot of single fun too 🙂
Miss Twenty-Nine xxx
The last couple of months have been a bit of a whirlwind for me! Not one, but three lovely men have been on my radar!
The first was the Cable Guy. I met him through eHarmony at the end of January. We had a bit of banter over text and decided to meet up for a lunch date. The date was good fun – lunch and a walk around Clapham Common. The only downer was that the very next day, he was off to Russia for six weeks, to work behind the scenes for NBC on the Winter Olympics!
We said we’d keep in touch and see what happened. Turns out that a long distance ‘relationship’ when you’ve only known each other for four hours is really weird!
In the meantime, I met The Plumber. I realise it all sounds a bit adult movie-esque, but I met him when he came to fix my boiler!!!
I instantly fancied him. He was super cute and had the best accent ever – he’s from the North East. We flirted our way through his time at my flat and then ten minutes after he left, he texted to ask when he could take me for a drink!
We went on our date the following Sunday and had a lovely time. Sunday lunch, drinks and lots of laughs.
I’ve seen an awful lot of The Plumber over the past six weeks and it’s been fab. Until this week. He went AWOL. I was really confused. I had an inkling of what the problem might be, but with no contact, I was worried.
I finally heard from him yesterday. We went for a drink and he confirmed my fears. We had discussed a couple of weeks ago how he wasn’t really happy in London. It had been getting him down, and he was thinking about moving home. Turns out, he’d he’d made up his mind. After a really bad week,a trip home to see his parents last weekend had been the deciding factor.
We had an emotional hour, and said our goodbyes.
Not for good, I might add. The Plumber has become a very good friend. He treated me so well and has made me realise how good things could and should be. Setting a high bar in the process, which I now know that the men in my life will need to live up to.
Now, I have left out one bit of information.
The night before The Plumber and I went on our first date, I went out for a friends 30th. I had met her brother, The Writer, a few times and always had a crush on him. I had never acted on said crush, as I’d been in a relationship, but this time I was free and single! We exchanged numbers and texted a bit.
As things were progressing with the Plumber, I put it all on hold, however the occasional text here and there told me that the Writer was keen to go on a date.
When the Plumber went AWOL, I decided to call the Writer, and see if he fancied a drink. I needed something to look forward to, whether I heard from the Plumber or not! As it turned out, it couldn’t have been more perfect timing!
We arranged to meet at The Island Queen Pub in Islington, which is an absolutely lovely place. The conversation flowed easily, as did the drinks, and before we knew it it was closing time and we were the last ones left in the building!
I was having a lovely time, so when he asked if he could kiss me, I couldn’t say no. I’d also not planned very well and had missed the last tube home! With a little persuasion I went back with him to his flat. We drank chocolate liqueur and he made me pasta at 1am!
It was the perfect end to a pretty hectic day.
The next morning he brought me tea and toast, with homemade marmalade (yes, he made marmalade from scratch!!) and after a goodbye kiss I made my way home in the sunshine!
We’ve not arranged any further dates yet, but I’m hoping that last night won’t be the last!
Here’s to the last month of my twenties being a good one, dating-wise!!