13th April. It’s a date.
Well, it’s been a while but my toe has been dipped again into the murky puddle of internet dating.
I’m not going to say much (because it went rather well) but I will share one exchange, towards the end when my companion had to leave.
“I can give you a lift if you like.”
“No, it’s a nice day. I’ll walk.”
“With the roof down …?”
“Ooh!”
I knew taking the Copen was a good idea. 
Bandwagoneering
Intrigued by the strange Twitter messages I investigated.
So sorry about yet another strange Twitter, people.
