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I was even more cheerful when I discovered that he was a 55-year-old German who bore a rather striking resemblance to me (with wrinkles). She hadn’t put a photo on her profile and it was obvious why.That wouldn’t have been such a problem if her personality had compensated for it. I took her to a hotel restaurant – The Swissotel by Clarke Quay has a quaint poolside place that makes its own brand of crisps as well as rather nice food.Being rather naive and inhibited, I felt a little downcast that she would think that of me and more than a little frightened at the prospect of it with her.My next two dead-ends became my friends, which is nice.
People are very trusting here and I was pleasantly surprised to get viewed and contacted by women who barely knew me, offering telephone numbers (HPs – I did think they were brandishing bottles of brown sauce until I realised that stood for ‘hand phones’, mobiles) email addresses and suggested meeting places. However, she looked human and smiled nicely, so my rigorous selection procedure ushered her through and we met up and had dinner. I was charming, even if I do say so myself and the setting was great – Rochester Park.
I got tired of being kept at a respectable distance and allowed her to float away, quietly hoping she’d row back. In a nation of shoppers, where people come and go and choice is bountiful, it’s hard to snag a decent catch.