As you will be now have gathered, you poor long suffering bunch, I have spent a considerable amount of time lamenting the lack of quality males over the age of 40 who remain in possession of their own hair, teeth and mental faculties (feel free to switch "lamenting" with "whinging about"). However I now have not one but two dates lined up for next week, both of which have at least a small degree of potential.
The first is someone I've known for a few years but for various reasons (the main one being that he was married) we've never been romantically involved. Sure, there was the occassional bit of flirty banter, and there was always an underlying "what if?" but nothing more. Then, when he got divorced early last year (after 15 years of marriage) he went on what I can only describe as his "randy rampage". He dated anyone and everyone (except me, as I was stupidly being faithful to MB) and he appeared to be having the time of his life. He was out every night of the week with various pretty (albeit vacuous) girls, and was the talk (and envy) of our peer group. However, after a year of sleeping with more women than Ken Barlow he finally decided that what he needs in his life is a good woman... and the long and the short of it is, it's the first time since I've known him that we're both single at the same time, and so why the devil shouldn't I dust off my best Jimmy Choos and go explore?
Date number two is a totally different kettle of fish. On the face of it, he's a serious, bookish type but get to know him and there is definitely more to him than meets the eye... in fact I suspect there's a proper little racer hiding inside. And I'm looking forward to finding out if I'm right or not.
I think I'm quite looking forward to next week...
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