I moved to London two weeks ago. I haven't meet my Mark Darcy yet. (I'll give it another week). No Daniel Cleavers either (because they're good for a bit of fun). I'm too tired to go out and socialise after work, I much prefer going home and getting into my pyjamas. I spend hours on a variety of trains each day. I've read more free newspapers then I ever have before. The highlight of the journey is seeing who the cutest guy on the escalator is. The highlight of the entire thing so far has been eye-flirting with a cute guy on the train.
I NEED TO GET OUT MORE!! One of these days it would be nice to have a guy I can write about on the blog who isn't my ex. Here's hoping!
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Have you met any cool singletons in London? What would Bridget do without her fellow singletons?
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Nope, no cool singletons as yet! All the people at work appear to in smug couples. However, my male boss is gay and single so I suppose he could be Tom?!
If I know you, Fenella, (and I do) you will have someone other than your ex to write about soon enough. Patience, m'dear.
Am I to take that comment in a good way Vi?! It kinda makes me sound a bit slutty...
Of course you are meant to take it in a good way! I only meant that you are truly fabulous and men will be lining up to take your digits. No sluttiness implied!
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