A proper date

Woke up amazingly stiff and achey and feeling like I had been through the toughests of workouts was not really too worried if L text or not...however around 3ish he checked to see if I was still on for the drink and I decided to go with it. It was just to be a drink and nothing else a real proper date with no promises.

I was incredibly nervous I have to say and wondering what I was going to talk to this man about and if we would get on and all kinds of stuff like that.

Jayne, bless her drove me to the pub and waited with me for the couple of minutes it took him to arrive, he had finished work later than hoped as was on a fire call.

I have to say the man can talk for England. You just start him off on a topic and he goes away for ages with only small interjections from me. This made it easy for me to remain distant, listen to him and decide if I want to get to know him any better.

I think in hindsight he is a mans man. Although he doesn't look particularly tough he can obviously hold his own, does not display any emotions and talks about things not bothering him such as the obvious stuff he has to deal with in the fire service. He also seems to get over his failed marriage pretty quick and says how thick he is often and how he has failed at maths and that his spelling is useless so really he puts himself down quite a lot.

I think there is more to the man than that. He seems kind and is very gentlmanly in offering to buy drinks and not putting any pressure on me etc. He also talks about not wanting to put his ex wife out in the street but is quite happy to wait for the money from the house till she is settled. Has remained in contact with her boys who he practically brought up, described a time when he nobly defended her against her ex husband and generally sounds like a rescuer.

There were moments when I felt like I was in work and interviewing a parent but other times I caught myself enjoying the conversation so thats probably down to me going into stupid work mode. He probably felt like he was being interviewed or cross examined poor blokey. Anyway the time did go quickly so I must have enjoyed it really.

When it was time to go we left together and he gave me a lift home in a borrowed MG which was fun...would have been nice to have gone for a longer spin in it.

I got him to drop me near the school and he did say that maybe we could do this again some time and then because he didn't say or do anything I asked for a good night kiss which he seemed more than keen to oblige but thats not to say that there was any passion there. It was just very friendly and clean really, no tongues or anything like that.

I skipped out and went home to bed.

Sooo the questions today...will he want to be interviewed by me again? Would I want to see him again...possibly yes as I would be less nervous and I've already thought it would be good to go out during the day with him possibly to Camden which we both said we like....is there any future in this? Not sure but he is a nice man, looks very good and who knows what the future holds....just know that at the moment my heart belongs more to V than anyone else.

Off to Venice tomorrow and have shopping, hair, packing, gym and I've promised Phil to watch the last Godfather film with him tonight....I feel quite tired just thinking about all of this.