11 years ago tomorrow (25th June 2005) I went on a blind date. I had split from my first husband and was in the middle of ending what was (looking back) a terrible relationship.
Mutual friends of both myself and my date arranged for us to go out for dinner and – more importantly – agreed to come along as well, which considering I had not been on a date for 8 years was an absolute deal breaker! Either they came along, or I wasn’t going!
I was horrendously nervous. Butterflies the size of small birds were wreaking havoc in my stomach! What was I doing? I had not even seen a photo of this guy!
Now I will not describe in detail the night from start to finish. I think by me Continue reading