The Match This one fell into the tall, dark, handsome, shaved head and bearded category of my ‘type’. His photo selections were good. The first pic was of him smiling directly into the camera with a cheeky grin, one of him actively playing rugby, a group Rugby shot of him and his team, one of…
Author: Ariana Dunne
So I've finally done it. Created this blog where I can write and sing and dance... ok no probably just write to be fair. I'll be posting a mix of dating stories in my quest to find my OTL as well as some poetry, shorts stories and maybe even a play or two. Just my passion on a page basically. I'm grateful for the chance to speak to you. Your feedback is welcome...I hope you enjoy. Happy reading xx
The Treadmill – Chapter 2
Steam rising and hissing, slowly the milk started to bubble in Tre’s silver jug. ‘Skinny cap with soy and a mocha frap’ he repeated as Sonya rattled through the ladies order at the till. God he hated Saturday morning shifts. By 11am all the women from the gym next door would totter in after their…
The Treadmill – Chapter 1
**Not really sure where I am going to go with this but thought I’d post some fiction for the craic – Ari xx** Afterwards, Edie thought back to the times she had bumped into Nina, and wondered how many of them had been accidental. Suddenly, Nina just happened to be everywhere: in the supermarket…
The Stalker -Part 3
So after telling my work friends about the PG comment I settled down to work. At about 11am I get a mail from him. ‘Morning! How’s your day going so far?’ Ugh god I hate this silly small talk in an email…. It’s such an interruption into my inbox. Ooh yeah got up, got dressed,…
The Stalker – Part 2
The morning after our second date I awoke to my phone buzzing with messages. 8.39am and he has sent me 6 texts. “Good morning gorgeous” “How you feeling?” “I had so much fun last night” “Really keen to see you again soon” “when can I see you next ?” “hope I didn’t wake you” Too…
The Stalker
This one is a cautionary tale….. The Match I have two ‘types’. Tall, dark and handsome with good hair. Or tall dark and handsome with a shaved head. Seeing as the majority of my life has been spent living in Ireland this has meant that those two types were also invariably always white guys. So…
The Alchemist
The Match This one was ridiculously good looking, and I mean that in a Zoolander kinda way as almost all of his pics were blue steals but sadly non-ironically. But to be fair to him he was hot…He was tanned with a David Beckham’esque hair cut and piercing blue eyes. One of his pics was him…
Vegetable Man – Part 3
**So just so you know, the reason why all my dates have names like Vegetable Man, The Hipster, Sweaty Back Guy etc, is because it’s how my friends are able to differentiate them when I’m talking about past dates. It’s actually my friends who name them based on the various different things that I tell…
Vegetable Man – Part 2
**** this post is a continuation of The Vegetable Man*** “Hi, jesus, sorry I’m late” “Oh no worries, hey, nice to meet ya” I said as he leaned down to kiss me on my cheek. He plonked himself down on the couch beside me and looked around for a waitress. He wasn’t the best dresser…
The Vegetable Man
**This blog is in two parts. See “V Day” for Part 1** The date that had been rescheduled for the Tuesday didn’t happen either. He had been called into work on the ambulance crew. He doubled as a paramedic and they were short on staff and who was I to argue with saving lives. He…
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