It does. And it’s pretty pissed off it hasn’t had any of it for nearly 18 sodding months. Have just had a very gracious message back from Mr Thaw and yay, happy to be a friend 
Forgot to mention also; one of the first things he said was “you look like your photos” and I was all “thank you Jesus!” because I know how to take a good one and I think they’re probably a tad flattering. This is not helped by my old boss sometimes posting “who’s that?” in a jovial fashion when I put one up on FB. Apparently he’s fallen foul of the 10/15 years older than photo thing on recent dates too.
Anyhow, date being sorted with Walter White and just started comms with an author, let’s call him Samuel Pepys. For no other reason than I like typing Pepys. Pepys Pepys Pepys.
Plus there’s a ver’ ver’ handsome guy who looks a bit like a young Sol Campbell. Certainly doesn’t look 43. I’m a bit tongue tied really. Which could be because he’s so easy on the eye, but more likely cos there’s not really any witty convo opportunities. So I’m probably going to let that slide.
Anyhow, as previously billed here’s some Bant Wisdom re the difference between spark and chemistry (which I always assumed was the same thing):
“Spark is where you can talk all night about anything and everything, the mental connection with someone.
Chemistry is where you want to spend the night naked with them.
Fuckbuddies have the second, not the first.
Good mates have the first, not the second”
So deffo spark last night, that’s why the date felt good. Not had that before.