Good morning thread!
Lovely to see so many new faces among old friends! I've been keeping up with all your goings on, but with one and a half cheeks on the sofa, not had much to contribute
Won't name check everyone cos I'm bound to forget someone, but must say I'm missing Nora and Snape's wisdom and wit recently. Hope you're both ok
Anyways had first date in long while last night and would welcome your thoughts. Met him, let's call him MB (muscle bound!), after a week or so messaging and a couple of calls. Not my usual type - see MB - and at least a couple of inches shorter than his advertised 5ft 10!
Date went ok, apart from feeling like a geriatric in need of an ear trumpet, he spoke so quietly and quickly. Anyways feeling a bit meh about seeing him again, until he put his hand on my knee to emphasise a point - and oh, the flutters 
So my question, dear thread, was that a sign of covert chemistry, or am I so desperate that a fleeting human touch can send me all aquiver?!