Bloody oh I’m sorry, but that did make me snort 
Oh well, you’ve just suffered that date in order to tick off one more in the ratio of 5000 😩 dates: 1 😍
St “dancing is forbidden”. Maybe we should tell Smeaton
New mine (unmarried but might as well be) was a clusterfuck of epic proportions. Try midlife crisis on both sides, a heady mix of rampant nostalgia/unfinished business and the best sex either of us had ever had chews knuckles Throw in 6 years of all my peeps knowing (a good proportion meeting him along the way) daily massive FB subtext and an ending that you wouldn’t believe if I told you (which I won’t as it’s outing, plus he knows I read MN if not that I post, but I bet some of his family are here).
One positive outcome was it (amongst other things) propelled me into therapy, which was then the ending of it. And I’m a much much happier person for that, with the promise of the autumn of my years being a damn sight more fulfilling than the spring/summer.
Tinderella welcome! Park your dating fears at the door: if you’ve suffered it someone else here has too. I’m the resident Pollyanna (God knows how long I can keep it up, mind) that will tell you great guys are out there. As you get ghosted for the 47th time and want to punch me in the face 
Sadik livestock for Mr F, obvs 👍🏻
Val whispers because they’re men 🙄 Present male company excepted. Though for all we know in Bant’s sideways on profile pic he’s holding a large trout Kin’s is with a visible phone in a bathroom mirror and Smeaton has a pint in one hand and is giving the finger with the other. On his wedding day. Up a mountain. Twenty years ago.
Tech nah, it’s a thing. I remember when I got divorced; I wouldn’t have given even George Clooney the time of day and was enjoying finally having some space, yet I seemed to be giving off some invisible pheromonal signal that said “please, approach me. Assume I’m gagging” 🙄
Pudding Bloody hell, he’s either super keen or a total weirdo; Alex is like majorly scary, man . Tbh the full on phone sex has probably created this strange false intimacy, as you’ve never met. And now you’re acknowledging that and responding to the oddness of it and he’s probably just thinking “wow, the gorgeous lady wants to have sex with me” and is like a bull at a gate. Which is off putting.
If you’re really into The Architect then I’d not meet Mr DroogLover and keep some space to see if it pans out. In fairness if he’s interested (which from what you’ve told us, he seems to be) then The Architect is being very professional, so props to him. He could and should be waiting til the professional connection is done. Plus you said he feels right. Trust your gut; it does not lie.
Yoda out
Vet ahhhhh, that’s a shame. But totally your call of course and I get how difficult and potentially painful a LDR like that could be. But I’m glad he lived up to expectations.
puts hat back in box
Peaceful ok so here we have your first uncouth knobend (unless you’re after casual/NSA in which case.....bluntly honest). If you don’t want a sex based interaction then I’d delete and block without a response.
Sweet so I need to know what is so great about this guy’s hair. As I’m quite partial to the totally bald, myself......