Firstly, thanks for all your nice comments about The Crush and The Date.
From your reactions today though I thought that I should explain something.
In my 27 years on this planet I have gone on exactly 4 ‘proper’ dates.
Date # 1 was when I was 23. He came to my flat and bought takeaway and then we went to the cinema. I had a really, really nice time and we saw each other a few more times after that. Turned out he was an egotistical wanker that stalked me by text message for 6 months after. Musicians – stay away from them.
Date # 2 was also when I was 23. The guy that took me for a pizza and then complained because I picked the most expensive one on the menu. Normally I would be mindful of this and would never do it but it was buy one get one free and my choice cost the grand total of £7. Plus I got the drinks. Now if I had a brain in my head this would be the end of it but we were together for 2 and a half years. *Sigh* Should have noticed the signs – he was as tight with his emotions as he was with his money.
Date # 3 . I was 25 and moving away from the area in a months time. He was another musician (alarm bells please). He had made no plans so we wandered aimlessley for ages until I decided that we should get some food and where to eat. He was a lot of fun though and kissed me in the bus stop when we were walking home. He was a great kisser and we spent a lot of time together for the next few weeks. I did see him again when I moved back a few months later but he turned out to be another egotistical musician.
Date # 4 – aged 27. Last night.
So you see, the man got a lot of bonus points just for being nice and polite and having a plan. Because it was all so new to me. Some people might say all that should be expected but I know from my limited experience that this is not always the case. So I am not saying that he is perfect or that it was the best date in the world. It was just my best date ever.