If I'm going to get through 99 dates
before my ovaries become weary, time is of the essence. This means taking every
opportunity to meet prospective hotties and check out the chemistry. I'd been chatting
to an IT architect, who seemed to have a dry sense of humour and a romantic
streak. What an oxymoron? It so happened that he lived in the legendary suburbia of
Croydon, known for the riots and as the home of Stuart 'the one with the tag' when I worked packing cosmetics one spring. The glowing chimneys of Ikea were beacons of love. I was going to be working
very close to my Mini the next day. An opportunity for a quick tea?
With fifteen minutes warning, and in my
work clothes that would also be suitable for hosting a night in the soup
kitchen, I am ringing the doorbell of his flat. It's a whistle stop visit. He
is of Pakistani decent, and his eyes are big brown and very lovely much like in
his online profile; and he is quite shy which is very endearing. I have most definitely walked into the space
of a home maker, the nesting gene which appears to be the sole most important
factor for partners matched on, Channel 4’s, ‘Married at First Sight’, has been
fully activated. He has even named the fox emblazoned on his sofa cushion,
Martha; and is very concerned that Snow White might not be the right shade of white
for his bedside tables. The only mild point for concern was the slogan displayed in
large letters on the TV, 'YOU ARE DEAD'.
Not the most reassuring of messages to have displayed for lonesome
female visitor. Though, unless my instincts had gone on vacation, I had merely interrupted
some quality man time, rather than the words being a hint of my immediate future.
Since the fastest tea in the South, the Mini date has lured me with
cheesecake, the scientifically proven ultimate super food for getting a bit
chunky due to being irresistable. It’s the perfect ratio of fatty and sweet to trick your body into never
wanting to stop stuffing large amounts of lovely creamy biscuity based yummy cake
in your mouth. There’s even a Horizon (BBC 2) about it. He also says I can pop
round anytime to keep some stuff in his fridge. After living in shared
accommodation for sometime now, the simple pleasures like having more than a
shelf in the fridge seem a wild dream. This guy knows how to tap into my
deepest consciousness. In summary he’s very witty with a coy smile and a lot of space
in his fridge, so I’ll definitely consider dropping in with a sprig of broccoli
and chipolatas.