Saturday, 29 September 2012

A Blind Date

I have been on very few dates in my life, and have not been on any blind dates at all.  I couldn't imagine anything more nerve-racking than walking into a restaurant and looking awkwardly around for someone who will be just as nervous as you are and will probably raise their hand and give a wave and a nod and then you walk over and make desperate attempts to be interesting for 3 hours.    

One day I will blog about tales from my romantic life, but those are all other stories.  This is the story for this evening, however, and I am pleased to say that it is in no way related to real life.


  1. Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword!

    1. Hello, annequichante! Why is it that I cannot comment on your blog? Am I just a computer idiot? Oh, WOE!!!! In any case, I loved your latest entry about your year in Paris; you have a lot to teach this humble 26-year-old, and yes; you CAN sing Gilbert and Sullivan very well! :)