After 5 minutes of turning up last night I knew, and I'm sure she did, that we had nothing in common. It doesn't happen too often, but right from the off we were on completely different wave lenghts. She was a bit of a hippy type and seemed a little stoned. To be honest, after 30 minutes of conversation filler I was going to ask if I could have whatever she was on just to numb the awkwardness.
A couple of hours of inane chat and alot of time spent thinking about my exit strategy had passed by the time I could take no more. I politely said I had to be up early in the morning as I had some work to do and that was that. A perfectly charming girl, just not for me.
I have spoken to the air stewardess that I'm meeting tomorrow. We had a good laugh on the phone so I have high hopes. She lives in Windsor and is driving down to Clapham, so I ll have a fair idea early on of her intentions. If she starts drinking I know I maybe in for a good
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