Something happened the other day – a throw away comment landed in my inbox – I thought about it for all of five minutes. And then wound myself up some more. And then a bit more. And then I decided that I was mad as wasps about the whole thing, and the only option was … Continue reading Push the button.
Picture the scene: Summer of 2011. Early evening. Two people – a guy and a girl. Loitering outside Goodge Street tube station. “Can I kiss you?” he asked. Balls. I didn't really want to kiss him. It had been a lack lustre first date. Zero spark if you know what I mean. However I didn't … Continue reading Can I kiss you?