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Reasonable Assistance

I came across this novelty suck-in-your-wibbly-belly vest for men. Good god.
Handy, quite possibly. We all have times when elastic assistance seems like an excellent idea. Though since my first attempt was excruciatingly embarrassing it’s unlikely to be repeated…
But I’m really not happy with the concept of encountering this on a man. Double standards perhaps? Certainly [...]

Freudian slip?

Last night, at a rather critical moment*, I said English Ex’s name. Not Craig.
Admittedly the both names begin with the same letter, so it wasn’t as blatant an outburst as it could have been, but he must have noticed.
But no-one said anything about it. I thought about mentioning it (and apologising) but didn’t want to [...]

I am a muppet

I had a fabulous day with a friend out in the great outdoors. A winning combination of great chat, fresh air, exercise, beer by the water and sunshine meant I came in slightly sunburnt but grinning.
Then I checked my emails and logged into a social networking site I use.
On the latter, Pointless and I are “friends”. As a result, I [...]

Fog, Dick and Gary

Railway Richard aka Clever Dick texted again about planning our swim. It seems he doesn’t forget easily. I am losing my nerve, however. The reality of me, in goggles, is the opposite of hot. Eeek.
I like the idea of seeing Gary and FOG (from Friday night) again and they have been in touch. So far [...]

Progress indeed

I got an email from Pointless* today and didn’t wince. My heart didn’t lurch. I didn’t want to cry. This is A Good Thing.
Craig and I have been exchanging humorous texts. I keep grinning to myself and having having flashbacks about how my stomach did a flip when he kissed me. But I am trying to keep calm [...]

Pointless confuses me

He called - yay, I thought, he actually likes me. He wants to talk to me. Not just email to arrange the next date.
But maybe not. After a brief exchange of what each has been doing since Saturday (incidentally, he has a good memory of what I’ve said), he then asked if I could email [...]

More defence of Iron Pants

Putney Ed, my dating advisor, sent me this article which appeared in the Sunday Times.
Given that I have already dis-obeyed the author’s advice of (sorry if this is too much information) ”not touching anything hairy for the first six months”, I replied with words to the effect of “shutting. stable. door. horse. bolted”.
Maybe I need to work [...]

Ten-minute whinge

We have a rule amongst our friends that you’re allowed to request a ten-minute whinge - during that time you can moan as much as you like, but after that you have to shut up. It’s quite a good rule. Here goes for mine.
David Who Has A Twinkle In his Eye, now to be known as [...]

What is Clever Dick playing at?

After a string of text messages (Clever Dick doesn’t do talking on the phone, it seems) we agreed to meet for a drink and then go along to his friend’s leaving bash. I was delighted at the prospect of meeting some of his friends, seeing him in a new context and seeing how he’d do [...]

Yet more coincidences

Last time I saw Gregarious Greg, he announced he was now single as his girlfriend had moved to a (very) faraway country for a couple of years and he felt it would be impossible to continue on that basis. Though he was charming as ever, I thought I’d steer clear for a decent period as [...]