One last post before we wave goodbye to 2012 and welcome in the New Year. In my case it will be with good friends, champagne and a smile on my face...for once!
Despite some tumultuous times over the last year, it has ended well with interesting changes in my career, all my friends still alive and well, and a new and interesting turn of events on the dating front....
Remember that glass of champagne I poured at the end of the last post...well, the accompanying email led to a few more, which led to copious texts and finally several hours on the phone to the man who lives a few seas, a continent or two and several thousand miles away...
I appreciate that, due to logistics, a quick Starbucks is out of the question and my mother may well be concerned that I'm setting myself to be sold into domestic slavery in a foreign land. She needn't worry - if the new potential date has any aspirations in that direction he'll soon realise that he will be giving a refund to potential purchasers. A domestic goddess I'm not!
What I am, is a little bit excited and, as aforestated, I only go on dates that I'm excited about these days! For the time being, and for reasons I shall not divulge at present, I shall call him Mr. P!
Mr. P likes champagne, 'works in metal' (literally or metaphorically, I shall let you guess) and travels a lot for business and pleasure, is a little older than me with (thankfully) grown up children and we get on well...at a distance at least... I have every confidence that when we meet we're bound to fall hard and fast for each other as the geographical complications would make the situation ...err... difficult to say the least! You know me...never one to make life easy for myself...but it's surely never dull!
So as 2012 passes into 2013 I shall raise a glass to my friends, life, Mr. P and readers of my blog...I hope that the new year will be as eventful as the last, with a few less rip curls along the way....but just enough to keep you all reading. Until then....Happy New Year!
Other people get 'round robin' notes in Christmas cards and emails from friends exaggerating the success of their offspring, listing the holidays and home improvements they've undertaken and wishing festive cheer to every acquaintance who has ever flitted through their contact list. I had a few of those...
However, more prevalent amidst 2012's flurry of Christmas greetings was a barrage of emails from dating sites - large and small - offering discounts and, in once instance, a 7 day free membership. Who was I to refuse? After all, you just never know and maybe all the good guys, who had had as many bad experiences as me and previously cancelled memberships in disgust, would take up the cudgel and join for a few days....I might get lucky...
So it was that I clicked the button to activate this Christmas gift from the kindly individuals at one of the broadsheet dating sites.
Clearly everyone of the other ten thousand members had the same idea as within 24 hours I was inundated with messages....half of which came from men who had emailed me before and I had politely declined due to geography, age or inability to write in sentences who had clearly forgotten our earlier communications; a few generic emails came from men who had clearly sent the same communication to every woman on the site within a certain age range and one came from a man who lived some considerable way away.
I shan't divulge where for now but, let's just say, it wouldn't be massively convenient to meet for a quick coffee. My immediate reaction was to think he must have misread my location. After reading his email I realised that he had not - therefore the obvious conclusion must be that he was mad, despite his eloquent and interesting missive. How did he think we were going to rendezvous in Starbucks when a sea, various continents and a few thousand miles divided us?!
God, the guy I dated, before Classified, struggled with a 150 mile distance! So what's a sane woman to do in these circumstances? Thanks, but no thanks, of course...
However, as you know, Daisy's sanity is clearly already questionable ... on the basis she still believes in love and romance despite everything ....so she did what any insane person would do....poured herself a glass of champagne and emailed him back.....would this be the first installment of many....?
I shall leave Mr. Cruise for the time being - as it turned into something of a shipwreck, albeit that no-one died -and tell you about the recent exploits of myself and my criminal defence colleagues...
As the festive season is upon us, we are obliged to enjoy ourselves (apparently)!
Certain of my clients have definitely been enjoying themselves recently - there was the man who, having been dumped by his partner, had taken up gardening wearing her bra and thong after bombarding her with 300 texts in 10 days; then there was the young man guilty, allegedly, of assault by spoon! Yup, it's true...a dessert spoon, as I recall!
And what have their briefs been up too whilst our clients have been keeping the local constabulary busy? Why, sex and drugs of course, albeit that no offences were committed.
Summonsed to arrive at the airport at some unearthly hour a week before Christmas, our party of six was met by boarding cards to Amsterdam! No soggy sprouts or overcooked poultry us. Whisked off to lunch in a superb restaurant, after a canal trip to see the sights, I felt extremely fortunate to be part of such a great team.
Many memorable moments ensued...not least the cuddly pink teddy bears with pierced genitals (why?!) and the passive inhalation of a ton of dope as we passed a 'coffee shop' .....
Sadly, one of our number remained in the UK to defend our client base who, predictably, were out in force on the night before our trip raping and pillaging (or in truth, assaulting people with spoons and wearing women's underwear)...he did volunteer...
A fantastic day had by all - perfect sustenance to get the single woman through the endurance test ahead....Christmas & New Year!
This Christmas however....something quite unexpected and potentially exciting happened...it started with a free 7 day membership to a dating site...
One last post before we wave goodbye to 2012 and welcome in the New Year. In my case it will be with good friends, champagne and a smile on my face...for once!
