The Postman
Number: 20
Length: 10 months
If I had to describe this non-relationship in three (ish) words, I would say: waste, of, time.
Number 20: The Postman
I met The Postman through The Fireman’s mum, long before he became a fixture in my love-slash-dating life. They’d worked together, and he’d come along to some of her and The Fireman’s many social events. P had always reminded me of Matt Bellamy from Muse, in his red hair, fishnet vest, Origin of Symmetry era...
Valentine’s Day
The Postman and I had been dating for a couple of months when Valentine’s Day came around. I was practically hopping on the spot with excitement once he’d told me that he had a surprise planned for us. It wasn’t my first Valentine’s Day with someone, but it was my first Valentine’s Day with...
Birthday Party
I couldn’t find a single thing to complain about. Arguments were talked through, if we even argued at all. I was well and truly on my way to falling in love with the man… right up until my birthday party. It’s funny how men always manage to fuck shit up, isn’t it?
Bunny Boiler
I’ve only really had one ‘bunny boiler’ moment in my life. I’m both ashamed and proud of that, in all fairness; I don’t want to be that mad ex-girlfriend that everyone jokes about with their mates in the pub. I’ve never wanted to be that girl. There have been times that I have accidentally...