Latest update on the dating agency situation - after the last introduction near enough ran off screaming when I near enough said that I liked my children raw, well not really, but if you ask my opinion I'm going to give it - bollocks to any social niceties if I don't like you or your attitude. So anyway I tiought this was all at an end - money poorly invested lesson learned older, sadder but wiser and just the merest touch more cynical and bitter and so on when I get a phone call from them "Would I be interested in Ms X - ever so pretty and petite" - only problem is she lives 60 miles away but they can't tell me exactly where - just the county (I later estimated that this individual lives somewhere in the vicinity of Stevenage) - "No thank you" I reply "I get road rage if I have to go further than the corner shop and I'm sure that Ms X doesn't want to be eaten alive"
Turns out this agency/con-artists only count the ones you actually meet so I've got another few to go - Oh dear methinks...bring on the not-so-nubiles
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