Can I show you my bowls?
This is not a euphamism. I fell in love with these at my local Waitrose. (Also with most of the houseware department) After a crappy first date much earlier in the year I decided to treat myself to one of the bowls with the promise that every time I had another crappy date I would acquire another. I had no more dates crappy or otherwise. I gave up. No more I decided. We've tried blind dates, dating work mates and dating sites. On line dating depresses me on a mahoosive scale. Here the rules of attraction just don't seem to apply. When you do find a profile that makes you pause you discover they live 200 miles away, they lack in witty banter or worse they are no bigger than you. (I am a self-confessed heightist)
I have not been on a date for some months now and as the evenings are drawing in I am sorely tempted to give it ago again, on line or otherwise.
It's that or join the W.I.Alternatively I can hang out a lot more in Waitrose and look for a possible soul mate over in the bread aisle.
My Step mum bought me the remaining set of bowls as a parting gift. They dont give witty banter.