Hey all,
Well that was the best online date I’ve ever had. Time flew, and we didn’t cover half of what we could have; we have a ton in common. Mr Thaw is handsome, polite, cool (best dresser I’ve come across, to my taste) better read (to the point that I now want to go and devour Russian literature) creative, funny and someone I would very much like to have in my life. I’m not arsed about the not driving and the not being tall and the smoking (didn’t know about that, but hey, all my exes have been, the loons 🙄)
But (and it’s a big but, fucking fuckety fuck) the minute I saw him I thought “I know you”. He looked SO familiar and sounded it too. He’s the spit of my cousin/Grandad (not in an elderly way, just has the same familial bone structure). I didn’t pick it up from the photos, but animated and in the flesh it was just....uncanny.
I asked him and there’s no Mum’s maiden name in his family, but if I went to my Gran and great Gran’s maiden names it really wouldn’t surprise me (which I ain’t gonna ask because that’s where me being “quirky” strays into “weird”)
I could have sat and chatted all night and it was only really “are you still alive?” texts from my sis in law that got me shifted. At the end of the date he told me I was really pretty (and I believed him; I didn’t think he was just saying it, which is pretty huge for me) and he said as we parted ways, and has messaged since that he’d “very much” like to see me again. And I’d like to see him again too, I just don’t/can’t see The Looming Test being passed. Ever.
I have responded as above. I hope we can be friends; he’s a gem. But I’ll understand if that’s not what he wants.
So equal parts yay 😀 and gah🙁 But he’s set the bar for the next one. Hey, getting here only took a year or so 😐🔫