I was on my way to
DTD for the £100 freeze out last Sunday when I received a phone call which went something like this.
"Hello Tom, have you eaten?"
"Haha, Yes, of course I have"
"No, I meant recently"
"So did I"
Oh, I see, no problem. It's just that I have a roast in the oven and I was going to invite you round to share it with me before the game"
"I accept"
So, at the cost of a small detour, I was able to enjoy a truly delicious home cooked meal and some very stimulating conversation in the company of someone who, for the sake of decorum, I shall refer to only as "The Mystery Blonde"
When I arrived, Mystery Blonde had yet to finish dressing and, semi nude, waved a cheery greeting from the top of the stairs.
Not many women would have the confidence to sit down to dinner in the presence of a male guest while still in her underwear and without a trace of makeup, but Mystery Blonde pulled it off with remarkable aplomb.
All in all, it was one of the most memorable dinners I have ever had.
Thank you, Mystery Blonde.
xx