Last time you fancied anyone in real life

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When was the last time you saw someone out and about, a stranger, and thought they were attractive?

I'm not some kind of perve honest, it's just I realised today it's been years since I actually found anyone attractive. Is this normal? I'm sure I used to.

I fancied my current boyfriend for around 8 months before he asked me for my number, he apparently fancied me for the same amount of time. It really was one of those eyes meet across the room things, mild flirting, smiling etc. Until he was single I think
I also fancy my DPD delivery guy, but think it's because he brings me nice things.

I’m currently having some serious crushes on a couple of hospital consultants I know through work. There’s something about a 40 something doctor, some kind of power thing I think but yes, definitely doctors

Somebody please explain the expression 'fanny gallops' to this curious and naive male.

At least 10 years ago.

indigo it's when your loins are on fire with lust...

I bought a car yesterday. The salesman was rather lovely.

Thankyou ahola.

3 years ago. Ant from SAS programme.
So lush i actually almost fell off my sofa. Total hammerblow!

I never really get that.

Ooh there was a beautiful man on the bus the other day, he had incredible blue eyes and we made brief eye contact for all of 3 seconds. I used to get regular 'eyes meeting across a crowded room' moments but it hasn't happened for years. I am middle-aged, menopausal and married so it was a purely bit of window shopping.

The pharmacist who just gave me my flu jab half an hour ago was absolutely beautiful. He was also very clearly gay . Prior to that can't really remember tbh, it's not very often someone turns my head fussy.

Every day!!

A stranger - probably in 2015 at a train station café. My mother's a size 16 and I'm a size 8 and I was trying to pull her off the sofa but didn't have enough leverage.

Then a bloke suddenly started speaking to me asking if he could help and I said no. He asked again and I said no. He was gorgeous, I should have chatted him up (my mother would have been furious if I'd let him help)

I was leaving a Spanish hotel around this time, a couple of years ago. As DH put the cases into the car, I walked around to the stables. There was a chap wearing low sling jeans and a white t-shirt, through which his muscles could easily be seen. He had longish (collar length) dark, wavy hair and he was leaning on something and strumming a guitar.

I honestly thought I’d stepped onto the set of a Jilly Cooper novel being filmed.

He smiled the whitest, widest smile and apologised for not spotting me straight away.

He was beautiful.

*low slung

Ha ha !! The big burly policemen at the station !! The ones with guns .. they brighten up the commute no end !