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| Dating History |
So today it was time to consign some dating history to the bin... I have no idea why I still have this stuff. I found it while going through some of my things at Mum's house and it all dates back to the late 1980s.
My favourite piece in the pile is the Orbit wrapper. This was from one of those classic missed opportunities that have blighted my disastrous dating history. Stallones Nightclub in Henley was the venue, and the girl I met came from not too far away in Checkendon. She was absolutely gorgeous and I came away with her phone number on the wrapper. She wasn't in when I rang but her Mum said she would pass on my message with my number which I left. I had just moved into a new place with my great friend Howard and a week or so later I realised that I had got our new phone number wrong and had obviously left the wrong number. I did try again but I think the damage had been done... Plonker!
At the top of the photograph you will see the words, "I'm sorry" left in a note put through my letterbox from a girl who had stood me up. In fact, while I was at wherever we were supposed to be meeting, she was leaving the note at my place and telling me not to contact her again. I don't think I saw the funny side of that one...
At least back then I was going out on dates, albeit without much success. It saddens me that neither of my parents ever saw me settle down. However I haven't quite given up, and as hopeless as my track record is, I am still hoping that I will meet that special person one day. In fact after the events of last year and losing Mum, there is perhaps no better time than the present to have another crack at it. But don't hold your breath!
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