Its packing the clothes that gets me…

I’ve packed lots of other stuff without a second thought – books, papers, CD’s, ornaments… but somehow my clothes seem different. Maybe its because, picking up the first batch of folded clothes on the bed I notice the bag I am about to put them into says ‘TO TAKE’, from when I labelled it for leaving Leeds. Then it hits me – the sadness – … Continue reading Its packing the clothes that gets me…

Tinder Date 1; Gil, the Israeli, 29 (Censored)

So, I went on my first Tinder date on the weekend. I was scared! But, jeez, what stories I have now! This guy was such a character – more of a caricature actually. We fancied eachother immediately, Chemistry? Yep! And the best kisser… But more of that later. It started in the pub (actually it started with my going to the wrong 4* hotel in … Continue reading Tinder Date 1; Gil, the Israeli, 29 (Censored)