"If they dare touch a hair on your head I'll fight to the last breath."
Yet again, I had to venture to London for a date but as this Audi TT driving hairdresser lived in Essex; it was equidistant for both us and not just a trek for me.
She was really nice and I really fancied her but I don't think there was probably that mutual spark between us. Having said that it was a pleasant evening along the Southbank involving drinks and a meal and we got on well, and even shared a kiss at Embankment Station. She also informed me afterwards that my beard was very ticklish.
I tried to organise a second date, and although we chatted a lot via text, she kept being vague about meeting up and in the end she asked if we could be friends. The distance between us probably would have been problematic but we're still sort of in touch if you can class her occasionally liking my Instagram posts as us being bosom buddies.
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