Sighted date

What an eminently satisfying meeting, handled with the cool decorum we all expect from such a gentle person as yourself.

The lady sounds very attractive, if a shade on the cool side, but that is probably to be expected if you recounted the tale of the man who ‘had to go out for a rub’

For all of your self-evident expertise in these matters, it may just have been rushing it a tad.

I definitely don’t wish to be critical in the smallest fashion, so you were probably right, and I was wrong.

If I could possibly make a suggestion, why don’t you buy a couple of tickets to the next suitable theatre production and casually invite her along.

I would suggest that something light would be suitable. Maybe by Brecht or even Buchner.

Try moving up to apple juice or even Babycham as an interval drink. Show her your undoubted sophistication, and have an absolutely lovely time.

Bless you both.

there’s either a spark or there isn’t. seems to me there isn’t. she might make a fine companion for theatre, but you might find yourself weighing your words (again)…

on the bright side? neither of you felt compelled to make the rescue call.

If you had both gotten drunk right away, would that really have pleased you? Shouldn’t that take place during a subsequent meeting?

I disagree with Miss daisy. Chemistry can creep up in a second or third meeting. It isn’t always so spontaneous.

All of my greatest affairs were with actresses. God, I love them. And there’s a ton of them here in New York. They’re all very pretty and very needy which is, apparently, my type.

I met a bloke-off-the-internet and although I didn’t think there was any spark for either party didn’t say no when he suggested we meet again….tall, full head of hair, he defends poor people in court if I didn’t want him I know plenty who would and was planning to introduce him….so imagine my surprise when we met up last week and my heart skipped a beat….not sure how’ll feel next week but never say never!!

I could invite her to the theatre but as DF says she’s one of these people I’d end up censoring myself all the time. She’s too posh for me; I like some rough edges in my birds.

OK, maybe not get plastered on the first date, but as Korovin says in the book mentioned in my permalinks: ““When someone is asked his opinion of another person, the answer is often, ‘I don’t know, I haven’t drunk with him.’”

YAH: That’s excellent news! I can imagine you and a crusading lawyer. Maybe he’ll show you some of his pro bono briefs.

Hi nice to meet you, came through Girl’s Guide. You get the prize for most original blog. And as most of my traffic comes from my post on Julie from the Love Boat I think you’re onto something with your headline…

Gosh Jody I must say yours is the most glossily empty blog I have read for a long time. To have such a love for moneyed surfaces and polish, glinting a millimetre deep. I’m glad it’s not me.