These 5 men

Recently Fire Byrd suggested that I should change my blog name to Ms Enigmatic....... I can't think why!!

Perhaps she thinks I don't tell you enough about the who where and when of whats been going on in my social life recently. You have probably gathered that I decided to keep my options open for a while and not date one man exclusively.

Karma is the man I have been in contact with since December (the first new man in my life since Romeo). But I felt that even though we seemed to be getting on incredibly well it wasn't moving along as much as I would like so I backed off and started dating other men. Communcation between us became sporadic and I assumed that he was losing interest. I now think I may have been wrong about that judging by recent emails and texts. Apparently he has been away with family and work is hectic.

Plumber is the first new man I started dating, we have now been out 5 times. He is very sweet and likes me a lot, I am sure he would do anything for me because ' you are worth it'. For my birthday he is taking me shopping in Chichester (something I have never done).

Golf is the third new man, I have only seen him once so far, he doesn't like to plan ahead but prefers to be spontaneous, he knows about Plumber so knows that he runs the risk of me not being available. He is a busy man with his own business, he too has just returned from working away. He brings out the worst in me, I thoroughly enjoy our verbal fencing. We talk about all manner of things share a very similar sense of humour.

Luigi I have not met but I am still considering it. He is very good looking and drives my favourite X type jag. But there is just something odd. I like to swap mobile numbers once I have agreed to meet but he won't swap numbers until after we meet. He tells me that if I am worried, my son can write down his car Registration number when he picks me up on the corner of the road. We should have gone out last Friday but I called it off partly because I was not sure and partly because I was very tired.

Thomas has been on the edge of my life for some 30 months. I adored him from the very beginning. I adored him more after we had met. He is gorgeous with his soft curls, gentle eyes and sweet smile. He is the object of my lust, a lust that we have shared since the start of our friendship. For so long we tried to repeat our early meetings, then we kept each other at bay as our lives got in the way but never losing contact completely. A few weeks ago I told him that I was back on the market. We agreed that we must find a way to meet again. Last week he invited me to join him in his beautiful home surrounded by woodland, a natural garden with a host of daffodils waving in the breeze beside the meandering river. He is very important to me and always will be but I don't know if we will get many more opportunities together. I don't feel it would be in either of our best interests to see much of each other.

These are the 5 men who each have a place in my life right now.

On Days like this

Driving home along the motorway tonight I was thinking about how lucky I am. My health is fairly good. (the problems with my leg a few weeks ago a mere memory now).

Some mornings like yesterday everything is painted pastel colours of pink, blue and pale grey as the sun tries to break through the early clouds. To me the pastel colours are beautiful. But having said that so are the bronze tinged colours of mornings like today when the sun has already emerged. Driving home into the sun with the blue of the sea spread out ahead of me as my journey takes me west fills me with joy. It is the warm spring days like today that I love. Everything seems so much better on these warm sunny days.

Work is going well at the moment (it isn't all rosey but close enough). I am enjoying the challenges I have set for myself. I still get frustrated that some people seem to find the simplest things so difficult to understand but for the most part our small team are getting on well.

I have several men in my life although none are serious. There is the sweet Plumber, the more high powered Golf, Luigi (you have yet to hear about him) Kama who has been away but returned today, but also the object of my lust, Thomas.

I feel as though life is good and can only get better.

laughter

Earlier in the week I was fretting over Kama.

I had let him know that I want to spend some time with him. I am enjoying the friendship we have built up but I don't want a relationship based around our phones and compters, after all I have been there done that got the T-shirt big style. (no I didn't say that).

He hasn't made any comment whatsoever about this but had continued the usual text messages until Monday evening. I decided to back off let him show me just how interested he is, I planned that I would go back to my original tactic of only replying to him when he had contacted me. I refused to initiate contact until he had. All day on Tuesday I waited (ok not all day as I was asleep for much of it) but there was no text nor email. It didn't matter how many times I checked there was nothing!!

By the evening I was fretting, had I pushed him to much, is it too early to put any pressure on him to decide if he wants to see me again!! Ok so we have only met twice but it has been 2 1/2 months since he contacted me. I was the one not sure if I was ready for someone new in my life. As hard as it was going to be I was backing off.

Wednesday I wanted to let him know that we had made the trip to warwick without incident but I managed to resist. I put my phone on silent (not even my normal vibrate mode) while I put my attention into finding out about this highly regarded place of learning that my son favoured above all his other choices. After the second lecture I pulled my phone from my pocket to glance at the time (I have not worn a watch much since about November). There were two text from Kama. The second I could see immediately was a joke. But the first was the one that interested me. I read it quickly with relief, then again later with more time to digest what it said.

Now it was clear why I hadn't heard from him the previous day. His daughter had been feeling very ill with severve stomach pains, he had ended up taking her to hospital in the middle of the night. This morning he text me again to say that his daughter had had an operation last night. She must have been in a very bad way. As a parent I can understand how his concern for his daughter must have taken him over.

When I left work tonight I text him that I was leaving work if he fancied a chat, I expected that he would be driving home from his appointments. He had earlier told me that he had just gone past Swindon. He had been already driven along the A34 less than 24 hours after I had been driving that same way. I had heard on my radio that there was snow along there this morning. But when he rang me (I was already half way home) he had just left home and was going to visit his daughter in hospital, we were in effect driving in opposite directions and would pass each other.

Stupid woman that I am, I kept half an eye on the other carriageway looking out for his car. Stupid because he had just told me that he was still driving the curtesy car he had whilst his car was being repaired following the slight collision another car had with him on the first morning of heavy snow last month. It was as always lovely to chat to him as we drove, making each other giggle just seems to come naturally. We both arrived at our destinations at the same time, having given each other a running progress report of where we were.

For now I am content to let things continue as they are for a while longer. I know that the six nations rugby will soon be over, I also know that in a few weeks his son will be going off to sea for a few months leaving him home alone apart from visits from his daughter. In the meantime I am enjoying his texts and calls. But I am going to try to let hm be the first to make contact each day. Besides the memory on my phone has been getting full and needs to be cleared out.

Feeling old

It is not often that I am up and out of the house early on a saturday, after all I thought saturdays were invented for recovering after a week at work.

But today I had an early appointment. JA and his mummy were both having eye tests. Having assured me last night that he would have no trouble getting up in the morning

'I am always up early at weekends!'

I was amused that I had to drag him out of bed at 8.45 to get to our 9.10am appointment.

While JA was having his eyes checked I watched a young couple with their little girl (no more than about 15 months) as she cooed and clucked in a delightfully happy way. Then it was my turn to have puffs of air and bright lights shone into my eyes. How stupid did I feel after stating that I couldn't see the second line let alone read it. Changing lenses made no difference all I could see was a white bar!! Then I discovered that I was too low down and could only see the very top of the page above the rows of letters.

The result of all these tests apart from streaming eyes, I need glasses!! Not just one pair for reading but also different ones for driving. So in a week I get to collect my new red yes thats right I have got red glasses for reading, and my black and pink reaction glasses for driving. I could do with having the driving glasses for wednesday but as they won't be ready until wednesday I can't get them until saturdy.

Later I attended my second appointment of the day. I had rung during the week to make the appointment and was told that it would be with Hannah. I didn't know who Hannah was but trying to figure out which of the girls/women I remember there but don't know the names asked if she had dark hair. Yes but shes got blonde bits too at the moment. So imagine my suprise when I arrived that I only recognised two of the girls, all but the one who cut my hair last time had long blonde hair with dark underneath, I think its called 'dipped'. I had absolutley no idea which of these young women was Hannah. Maybe I am just getting old but they all looked very young to me, none of them looked more than twenty. The salon normally full of chat was oddly quiet, with only the woman in the chair next to me having a conversation with her stylist (the one who last cut my hair). None of the older stylists that I am used to were there. My normal stylist only works wednesday and thursdays so I knew she wouldn't be there.

Hannah did a good job of my hair but hardly spoke at all during the process which I found quite amusing, there was none of the usual chit chat that you get with stylists that you don't know. Never mind, maybe they charge for chatting ( the charge for my hair cut was £10 less than I pay my stylist). The best part was that when I got home none of my boys even noticed that I have had my hair cut!!

After all this you would think that Kama would be champing at the bit to go to the pictures with me tonight. But he turned me down in favour of men with funny shaped balls. How could I have forgotten that this man who doesn't know Rugby league and Rugby Union have different size teams, always watches the England matches with a group of friends all dressed in their England shirts drinking beer at a club in a neighbouring village. The day we went out for dinner was one of these days and he had had to watch his mates drinking while he didn't because he was taking me out later. Tonight he is crying into his drink after England lost!! Serves him right I say, mind you earlier, when we were discussing the films that were on, he hadn't heard of the two I mentioned, Grand Torino and The International.

Sparks

I have been giving some thought to how things are going with Kama and I am sure that if you are honest you will admit that you want to know what is going on with him.

It has now been 2 1/2 months since he first emailed me. This is definitely a slow burning relationship. It took us a few weeks of emails before we moved onto text messages and weekly phone calls.

It took nearly two months for us to meet. I don't think he was in too much of a rush, which suited me. I did want to meet him but I was afraid. I don't know how this will pan out for us.

I am not superstitious, I don't put much store in superstitions, opening an umbrella inside or putting shoes on a table etc don't bother me in the slightest. However I do believe in fate. I believe that Kama and I were meant to cross paths when we did. He was the first to find my email address the way he did. If he had contacted me sooner (even just a few days) I wouldn't have replied. I was not mentally ready for someone new to enter my life.

That was why I was happy to take it at his pace. We have met twice now. Perhaps before now I would have been hoping for sparks between us but they are not there. When we met there were no sparks, when we kissed there were no fireworks. Certainly when I met Romeo there were fireworks but look where that got me.

With Kama there might not be sparks flying all about the place but there is the feeling of a magnetic force quietly drawing us together. His text message always make me chuckle, when we talk we giggle like a pair of kids. There is so much common ground for us, I cannot believe we have never met before. We live close to each other, he is probably only yards closer to the local shopping precinct than I am. We know some of the same people (I am not talking about our neighbourhood now). His daughter 10 days younger than DC (I discovered they are friends). His son just a month younger than ET both heading for similar lives. Even in our work there are things we have in common. We communicate everyday even though it sometimes doesn't feel like it.

This past week has been a testing time. After I saw him briefly last Friday I knew that I wanted to see more of Kama. I decided to push things further. I let him know as part of a chatty email that I was fed up with the tedium of trawling profiles on dating sites when I had already met someone I want to be able to get to know better. The devastation I felt when I didn't hear from him for what felt like days but in reality was merely from mid morning Monday until Tuesday tea time. I was on the verge of asking if he had been abducted by aliens when he text me that he had been so busy he didn't know where two days had gone. We had a lovely giggly chat until my phone decided it was time to play up. My spirits were lifted just from having some contact from him.

I have realised that I miss him when he hasn't been in contact for a few hours. A few weeks ago I took Romeo's picture off my desktop and replaced it with the photo of Kama that I lifted from the dating site.

Yesterday I finally took Romeo's pictures off the screen of my mobile. I feel ready to move on.

Doing what had to be done

Sometimes a woman just has to take her chances.



I was feeling a bit miffed that although he was working from home all there was to show for it was two late morning emails not a single text message and it was nearing the end of my day. I was talking to the customer that Boss Lady refers to as 'LiR's boyfriend' when Kama text me he was on his way to the sports venue which is next door to the business where my 'boyfriend' works. After finishing my call I text back that if I got bored I might turn up at the venue to check out a certain pair of legs. A few minutes later I text again that it had been a while since I had last seen Stan (another sports official at the venue).



Ha! good one LiR! xx



Whilst I was driving home I was considering paying the venue a visit, I stopped at Sainsbury's to get the boys some dinner first. It was in the store that I met Alex and his mum Lyn, Alex mentioned that he had a match in fact two matches at the venue tonight. He had been trying to persuade OJ to play as one of the teams was a player short. (He knows all the team and does play occasionally). I assured Alex that I would get OJ to play.



So at 7.15 I was stood with OJ and friends watching the end of Alex's first match. I could see Kama dressed in his full kit presiding over the match on the other pitch. When they discovered that their match was on that pitch OJ believed I would be able to watch both Kama and OJ at the same time. He was wrong.....................with the match about to begin another much younger ref who I also recognised walked onto the pitch blowing his whistle.



While the match was starting I made my way over to the bar where I could see Kama getting a drink. I sidled up beside him saying hello. It was lovely to see the smile that spread across his face. He bought me a drink (I only wanted water), then we found a table to sit and chat, we shared a bag of Hula Hoops (last of the big spenders lol). We had a lovely half hour together, I was suprised to discover that he had already finished his shift and was about to head off to his sister's place. so we walked out to the car park together where I got a peck on the cheek. Ok so it wasn't the kind of kiss I craved but we were in a public place where he has a position of authority and respect.



Later at home I was just about to send a text thanking him for dinner when his text arrived saying it had been lovely to see me and nice to meet OJ.



So tonight was not an ideal situation, it wasn't a date, it was too brief but it was very nice and it was also another step for us as we grow closer. Two hours later I still feel happy and smiley.

Mel asks what are Hula Hoops so here are a few but might I suggest asking The Brit, he will know.

Community Project

I am at home today having a much needed rest. My car is with my friendly local mechanic, currently costing me more money than I have in the bank until payday next week. It failed its MOT !! needing two new tyres(they looked good to me when I checked earlier in the week) plus something about front brakes needing to be released. The brakes work just fine but he won't know until hes had a look what the problem is so current running total nearing £160+.



So while I am at home without my car I have been busy on the phone.



Last night ET arrived home after visiting ..................... 'a girl' after his college day finished. It was quite late I was in bed by the time he came in. He has been requested by the leaders and other members of his course to make use of my contacts. Next week they are doing a Community Project. They will be working on the garden of a Community Centre, half of them gardening the others painting the fences. I have managed to get some paint brushes donated and have made enquiries using my contacts from work to get them some paint. I am currently working on finding someone to donate some garden hand tools ie trowels.



As I said to ET several weeks ago ............it isn't always what you know but who you know. He didn't believe me but maybe now he will.












Oh and going against the rules of dating, with the encouragement of a man (some of you know this blogger) I have asked Kama out on a date, all we need to do now is find the time to fit it in.

Failed

It would seem that I am an unqualified failure.

I tried .................. really I did

Day one was successful

Day two was on the way to a success right up until the last minute

Day three was a failure

or was it

Saturday I managed to keep him on his toes, not replying to him for hours, letting him think I was going out in the evening.

Sunday I didn't make any contact until the evening when he enquired if I had been to the gym. I let him know that I hadn't been there, instead I had indulged in some other fun excercise which resulted in me getting wet and he wasn't impressed when he got cramp in his foot. ............... no response to that. Whilst I had been out he had sent me an email about some naughty valentines cards, asking if I had received any like these. I just told him no none like that. Let him read into that whatever he chose.

Again I was holding out well

Until just before midnight that was

I know I should have held fast I almost made it

But in the end I just had to tell him

So just before midnight I sent the text ..............................

'meant to ask if you like swimming'

'I was wondering what you had been up to LiR...!'

Ok so I slipped in my resolve

But it was today that was my undoing

Every morning when I am at work I get at least one text, but not today

Nearly every day when I stop for lunch I find at least one joke email with a short message

Today was no different

Today there were two

The second one was one of those feel good messages

As I scrolled down to the end I found this line

'forgive quickly, kiss slowly'

So I replied that the email had told me to

'forgive you quickly and kiss you slowly ....................just don't do it again!! (next time send individual text messages)'

He couldn't figure out what I was talking about

So I told him that my phone had reveal all the numbers he had sent his hearts message to

'Ohhhh dear, didn't know it did that. Thanks for letting me know. That's a little embarrassing LiR, sorry..! If it's any consolation, I only got a reply from my niece, sniff, sniff..! Actually thats not true, I had a black stocking clad pair of sexy pins sent me..! xx'

I didn't hear from him again all evening until just before 10pm when he phoned me. We had a lovely chat, its great how we can talk about anything even when we don't agree. He apologised again for the text, thanked me for his telling off. He admitted that apart from me the others were all family. Yes I know he could be spinning me a line there, but from what I have gathered about him in the last two months, he is the kind of man who would do that for them. He talks about them a lot.

I did try to play the dating game (I did spend last night chatting to two new men), but I just can't play mind games. It just doesn't sit well with me. Ok so perhaps being honest doesn't always win the man, maybe they do like to be the hunter. But if I play the game as it should be played then I won't be being true to myself.

Maybe I am a failure at the dating game but I am still me and to my mind that is more important.

Over the grumps

I have got over the grumps of yesterday. I think a big part of it was that I had woken up with a sinus headache then discovering that my sweet text was not exclusively mine just sort of tipped me over the edge as it were.

I had a long chat with Dani which resulted in both of us getting back into doing some ground work on our dating sites. In fact I have just replied to a message from a sweet guy not far from Mei. But he often drives down this way. I booked myself a night out at a valentine's disco in a pub in the city where I have been to a few social events before.

I finally dragged myself out for a spot of grocery shopping at about 6pm, leaving my phone at home (something I don't normally do if I can help it). When I returned I found that Kama had text me (his 3rd of the day I hadn't replied to either of his earlier texts). He mentioned the rugby and asked what I was upto. I was already having doubts about going out but I told him I was going into the city later. He then wanted to know where I was going. We exchanged a few text as I described what I was going to wear to the valentines disco. I didn't say where it was or if I was going with anyone. At 9pm he text asking me what time I was going as it was already 9pm (my last text was 8.30!!) so I just didn't reply. Let him think I had already gone.

Instead of going out I stayed in and watched tv and a film with ET cuddled up to me for 4 hours. We also talked about him joining the RAF which to my suprise he has already applied online and received a career opportunities book from them. He's working on getting himself fit following their plan. So instead of my sunday afternoon visit to the gym the two of us are going swimming. Neither of us have been swimming since our disaster of a holiday in Clacton in aug 2006. It is good to see him taking the initiative instead of me having to give him step by step instructions.

This morning I have played agony aunt to not one but two guys online with their vastly different problems. At one point I thought I had written a long bit of advice on one guy's sexual problem to the guy who was having custody issues. But to my relief I hadn't.

I had better get myself organised now and feed my friend's cat then get on and do all the other things I have got planned for today.

Feeling let down

All week I have been feeling happy.

Kama had said he liked me and wanted to see me again. The emails and texts have continued as before. But there has been no mention of when we might see each other again. He had told me during our meal about his busy schedule especially this week with family and friends. His son has been celebrating turning 17 for the last few days and tonight he is taking both his children out for dinner to celebrate both their birthdays as his daughter will be 21 this week. There is also the Rugby 6 nations to watch with friends. But I can be patient!! (I don't feel patient).



Last night when we were texting I sent him a blue peter text. (one I had made earlier). I had sent it to Romeo months ago. It starts off tantalising ..........it was dreaming of being naked together in a sunny room with birdsong coming through the open window.......but then makes you laugh because there is also the drunk across the road making a ruckus.



He replied in kind which I thought was very good. 10/10 for that.



This morning I was woken by his text ...........a picture of hearts with the words have a wonderful day.



I just rolled over and went back to sleep after all it won't hurt him to wait for an answer.



Later when I woke up properly I looked at it again, this was when it hit me. I had scrolled down a little further than before to the bit under the message. This was when I noticed that it showed his number plus who he had sent it to. There below his number was mine. But below my number were 4 others!! Of course it could be his daughter, sister and niece but that still leaves one more.

So who else was he sending this non personal message to?



We have not made a commitment to only see each other, it is early days yet but still I feel let down. He has every right to see others just as I have, but still I feel put out about this. I am not going to challenge him about it, it is his business. But I can't help feeling a little hurt. I have toyed with the idea of sending him a valentine email. I have toyed with the idea of not sending him anything. I thought of doing what he did. I have never tried sending an sms picture from my current phone. I was experimenting in replying to a text from him and inserting a picture. I didn't find the usual pictures only my own photos. Scrolling through these was interesting as I had forgotten about some of them. Then I tried to exit the photos and found that I had inserted one of my photos. I tried to cancel the message but found that it was too late the picture was sending itself to Kama. Damn and blast I didn't mean to do that. I know he will think I have sent it on purpose and he will like it but that wasn't what I was trying to do. I guess it could have been worse, much worse, there are some awful pictures on there and some that would have made no sense at all arriving out of the blue like that with no message. The picture I sent was one of a pair of photos. The other one is the only saucy picture I have sent him.

Although I don't mind that it was this picture I don't want him to think I am trying to win him over with my pictures.

Perhaps I should ask Dani to ask Nigel what I should do now. My instinct is to just go quiet and see what he does next.

After the date

After I got home I lay on my bed and wondered what he really thought about me. I was just starting to write him a brief email to thank him for a lovely evening when he text me.

Thank you LiR for a lovely evening. so glad to put a face to a name behind the emails, txts and phone calls. I was very nervous, sorry if it showed, NN sweet dreams. Kama xx



I emailed him that I thought he was lovely and a nice kisser.



In the morning we exchanged the usual pleasantries by text.



I was pleased that nothing seemed to have changed yet I was concerned. How did he really see me now that we had met. Were we destined to be nothing more than friends? I decided to keep myself busy.



Imagine my suprise late in the evening when I received this email.



and thanks for a lovely evening last night. I was very nervous and apprehensive, I can tell you. What was really nice was that our converstaion never dried up and you are very easy to talk with and that put me at ease. You are a lovely lady and I really enjoyed your company.



I would like to see you again LiR. NN sweet dreams. Kama xx



mwah


...forgot to mention LiR that your kisses were soft and luscious. You too are a good kisser.



We have continued to exchange emails and text messages intermittently each day since our date. I don't yet know when I will see him again but it is definitely on the cards and if I have anything to do with it I won't have to wait for too long.

The date

7.30 on the dot I put on my jacket tottered down the stairs and walked down to the road. He was to pick me up on the corner at 7.30pm. I was there before him waiting on the corner. I watched him drive towards me and swing his car into the entrance of the road. He stopped his car and climbed out greeting me with a hug and a kiss. I think I may have put him off though as not wishing to smear red lipstick on his face before we even started I turned my face so that he kissed my cheek.



We both got into his car and he drove off, we talked about the afternoon's rugby match he was astonished that I could compare rugby to american football. What I had actually said was that I have been known to watch rugby but cant claim to be able to follow it any better than american football. We then discussed football followed by cricket. I know not the normal things women discuss on a first date. We were following the same route I had taken Romeo when he visited until we took a turning that was unfamiliar to me. When we had chatted earlier he had suggested we drive into the country and find a pub with a roaring fire. I was somewhat sceptical that even if we found such a pub we would be able to find a table close to the fire. We did find such a pub and we did sit beside the fire. The food was good, the wine was enjoyable, I wonder now why it is that until 18 months ago I would never drink red wine.



Never have I been anywhere that served the food so incredibly quickly (and fresh). Our chatter was non stop covering a wide variety of topics. Although I had sat with my back to the wall so that I had a good view of most of the room (I do enjoy people watching) he kept my attention on him all evening. We both kept our eyes on each other only looking away to read the menu or to eat the food. We laughed and smiled a lot. Until it was time for the drive home.

Red and or black

After a couple of text during the morning Kama aka The Man phoned me at lunch time for a chat. I had woken up with a splitting headache at 4am. I wasn't taking any chances so took one of my migraine tablets and slept it off. So by the time Kama called I was almost headache free. 6 hours to go and I still had no idea what I would wear. His parting words had been 'wrap up warm' so I knew he wasn't expecting me to be wearing anything skimpy hee hee.

I couldn't decide on skirt or trousers the only thing I was sure of was that I wanted to wear my red heels. I wanted to wear red and black I just didn't know what. My jeans are all either too big or too small none are a good fit right now. My black trousers fit well but I have been wearing them for work most days the last couple of months. Besides I would prefer to wear a skirt. Heading into Town I soon had bags containing new dark red nail varnish and lipstick, a new mascarra and blusher. A soft woollen red scarf, black mid calf length skirt and a black scoop necked top and finally some new red flower earrings.

I spent the rest of the afternoon painting my nails I normally do this in a rush and end up smudging them. Left hand perfect! right hand not so perfect. I really thought they had dried completely before I grabbed the towel from the airing cupboard as I prepared to have a leisurely shower. I had finally decided to wear my new black skirt with scarlet tights (I couldn't find any scarlet stockings other than my fishnets). When I put on the new black top it wasn't what I wanted so I opted for black camisole with red cardigan. But when I put the cardigan on with 10 minutes to go, it stank. I had taken it out of the washing machine a couple of hours earlier and part dried it in tumble drier before draping it on my radiator. To me it smelt as though some one had been sick on it, OJ said it smelt like cheese. With such a short time left I quickly swapped camisole for the black lace top I wore at the book launch.

Make up applied, a dash of prada scent, my new earrings and a new red and black bead neacklace all I need now was my red scarf and my leather jacket, I was ready to go out.

Home Safe

I have been out for dinner with Kama.

I am now home safe and happy (perhaps thats the red wine)

i'm confused

I'm sure I posted on here this morning

Oh silly cow....!!!

its over there!!!!!!!!


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