Friday, November 12, 2010
Mr Gent texted earlier to say he should make it tomorrow, and he'd like to find a movie around 5 or 6 pm close to a working tube station, as he's coming straight from work.
So I texted back with an alternative: if he fancied, we could watch something at my place again, and get a takeaway unless he trusted me to cook again :D
That way there'd be no rush and no worrying about transport.
He hasn't replied yet - possibly the thought of my cooking scared him off for good. Just in case, I'm shaving my legs