Get Caught With An Escort?

Summer heat in London has got the shorts/shades/skirts/sandals out and couples display of overly inappropriate public displays of affection (not that I’m feeling unloved/unwanted/lonely or anything đź‘€đź‘€) even a friend of mine who I’ve said is the dreamiest girl I’ve ever seen laughed off the compliment FML!

Tinashe wouldn’t see me when I went to see her at Koko Camden the other week but standby cause after quite the text hiatus I run into the girl from the Date For Drake blog at this gig (unbelievable Jeff)….After months of ignoring my sporadic Whatsapp messages she tries to act friendly and not wanting to be awkward so do I.

Truth be told this sorry state of affairs has left me seriously thinking of hiring an escort for the night, yes that implies a quick bit of fun but I’m not about that life….A night on the sofa getting cosy watching Film4 is perfection but being truthfully honest I have done some research and looked at at an escort agency’s website .

Having just moved into a new area it’s a perfect excuse to tour the locals bars/pubs (not that I ever need an excuse to go out for a drink) I hope the whole ‘I’ve just moved into the area’ thing will get a better response than just talking about the results of the Formula 1  from the weekend…….Escort plans are on the back burner.

 

 

 

 

Date For Drake

I do resent myself slightly for still being on Tinder (amongst an array of others) but when the opportunity came to see DRAKE live in concert I thought I was sure to bag myself a  babe.

The story goes that I brought tickets back in October and thought that I would have plenty of time to find a +1 for the date that I got tickets for (VALENTINE’S DAY) I mean what a perfect date – getting to see Drake on Valentine’s with me (I’m hilarious trust me)

January passes by and in the first few days of February I change my tinder photo to a selfie holding the two tickets I’ve got, quick session on photoshop and caption it ‘Need A Date For Drake’

I start messaging a couple of old matches enquiring about their plans for the day of love, I get a couple of replies and after sharing what music we’re into at the minute I mention that I’m seeing Drake the following week and could do with a date….Long story short nothing really happens

Fast forwarding a few days the anxiety starts creeping up, I start messaging female friends on Facebook/Whatsapp/Instagram but they’ve all already made plans with their guy or going out with the girls ‘All The Single Ladies, All The Single Ladies’

It’s now the 13th February and I’m wondering how did this happen, a spare ticket to go see Drake and it’s still looking like another Valentine’s I’m spending on my own…..I notice an old friend/colleague from my retail days is on Facebook chat – I ask if she fancies seeing Drizzy the following night (surprise she’s already got plans) BUT! she does pass my number onto a mate of hers who’s single and LOVES Aubrey and we end up whatsapping throughout the day before the gig.

So a blind date entails with this girl who’s a friend of a friend, we met outside North Greenwich Tube, a total babe who is part Columbian, we exchange the pleasantries and get super excited for Toronto’s finest….A couple of Mojito’s in TGI Fridays before the gig and the convo was lit! no awkward silence here!

The gig flew by and we got the train home, I asked her to text me when she got home safe which she did…More texting over the next couple of days reliving the gig and how we should do it  again sometime but she replies ‘we are just friends right…I’m not really looking for anything’ 

Failed! always the bridesmaid never the bride (no complaints though she’s genuinely a nice girl)