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14 years ago today, a girl got on a train. She had a duffel bag that was almost bigger than she was, trying her best to manoeuvre her way through the big London station with her Dad and Grandfather. They’d come to see her off. To say goodbye to their little girl, who was fast becoming a big girl. Such a big girl, in fact, she was about to embark on the biggest journey she would ever go on, aged just 17. As she waited for the train, she spotted…
Read MoreNot content with The Director and Plan B vying for my attentions, I decided I needed to make things even more complicated. Despite our last ‘date’ being so terribly shocking, I have decided to go on a ‘second date’ with The Fireman. That’s right. I’m that dumb. I think I just get myself in these situations where I find it really difficult to say no to stuff. If someone asks me something via text message or email, I can say no because I have the time to compose myself and…
Read MoreCONTENT WARNING: details of domestic violence. Did I ever tell you about the time I got punched in the face by a fireman? No? Perhaps I should seeing as we’ve been talking a lot recently. And there was that whole fake date thing we had. Let me set the scene. We were about 18/19. It was just before I met The Hubby and my life changed forever. The Fireman and I had been broken up for about a year and so much stuff had happened, it just came to a head…
Read MoreSo, yeah, I went on that date with The Fireman. Yep, that’s right. I went on a date with a man I broke up with over ten years ago. I’ll never learn from my mistakes will I? In my defence it wasn’t really a date. He’d told me he wanted to start a business and needed a helping hand with some of the website-y stuff. That’s my thing isn’t it? Words and websites? I agreed to meet him – he would pick me up at 4pm, take me for dinner…
Read MoreSomething happened last night with The Fireman. We were chatting as we seem to do these days and it wasn’t long before we were reminiscing about old times… But not the good times, oh no. The bad times; the really, really bad times. It started innocently enough – we were talking about what we would do if we had an endless supply of cash and we both come up with the idea of travelling. He’d take me on the boat he was going to buy, but only if I behave.…
Read MoreOn the last day of 2014, I put a post up on my Facebook wishing everyone the best for 2015 and saying good riddance to the shitty year that was coming to an end. I briefly mentioned getting my heart broken again, which appears to have been a massive mistake; at least five of them have bizarrely popped up into my life again. “Strange dream about you last night, nothing sexual (a kiss) but you had a baby strapped to your chest?!?!?! Lol! How are you? x” That’s what I…
Read MoreWell, I’m pretty sure the title says it all, don’t you? Date is probably too strong a word, but to be honest, it wasn’t far off. It was awkward, cute, and actually quite a lot of fun. And not, it didn’t lead to a kiss at the end of the night. Don’t worry. Jock has nothing to worry about. I had been bowling with the guys from work when I got his message. “Free for that drink tonight?” Fuck it, I thought. Why not. I’ve already had a couple. Might…
Read MoreYesterday, I got a text totally out of the blue. It was from Number 5, also known as The Fireman, so it feels like a good time to introduce him to the blog. “I live just around the corner from you now and I’m at a loose end tonight. Would you like to come round for a drink? See my new pad?” Yes, of course I did. The Fireman has a huge cock (probably too big, to be honest) and he knew how to use it. It would be just…
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