The Duel -Part 5

After ‘the kiss’ we went back to the bar and partied the night away. Dancing and dranking and kissin…. At about 3am a party was declared by Simon back at Z’s house. Our four companions hopped in a cab leaving Z and I to jump into the one behind and all caught up in the…

The Duel – Part 4

By 4pm I admitted defeat and sheepishly presented myself in front of L’s desk to tell her I had to cancel on her mate cause I was simply too hungover. “Aww no Ari, he was really looking forward to meeting you” she said sulkily “I know, I know, I’m sorry, I feel awful, I’ll see…

The Duel – part 3

I opened one eye and felt a searing pain across my temple. Boom, boom, boom … I shit you not I could hear the sound of my own ear drum. What the hell was going on ? In nanoseconds my mind scrambled through the Filofax of my brain. Turning off my work computer. Heading for…

The Duel -Part 2

He didn’t show up. Arriving into the party after having consumed several pre party prosecco’s with my work wife I scanned the room hungrily for him. In the corner I spied all his fellow coders dressed in black t-shirts looking non-chalant and bored swigging from their IPA’s. Sidling up to them I tried to sound…

The Duel – part 1

So this isn’t a blog about a tinder date per se but it is one hell of a story. Those of you who follow me on facebook will know that while I was  living in London had a relationship with an absolutely wonderful guy for just under two years.  Things didn’t work out between us…

The Dealbreaker – part 2

“Stephens Green 6pm, it’s a date” But as  the Monday of the BH weekend drew nearer I was in no more mood for a date than I was for sticking pins in my eyes. After a 118km trek through the hills of Northern Spain with my Madre on the camino walk I was utterly exhausted….

The Dealbreaker

  So it’s been a while since I have written one of these, I know. Sadly it’s not because I’ve gone and found my OTL it’s simply because I can’t bag myself a feckin Tinder date for love nor money in this god for saken country. Honestly in London I could have been on Tinder…