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As her name suggests, she’s thirty-two, attractive, accomplished and independent. As a girl who has spent most of her life on a very regimented conveyor belt – school, gap year, Undergrad degree, Masters, I find it hard not to plan ahead.
I felt over-dressed in my work dress and heels (which I was relishing wearing, because for once I wasn’t there to see one specific, potentially short, stranger! The Book Club reminded me of a hip backpacker’s lodge.
She knows what she wants, and despite havinf comfortably crossed the dreaded ‘3-0’ post, she hasn’t changed her expectations.
Being fussy has been quite an incendiary topic on this blog, but in my opinion the older you get, the more aware you are of what works for you, and what doesn’t.
It had a unisex bathroom, plant pots covering an entire wall, and murals in the hallway. It seems my blog is inspiring others to speed date … At seven o’clock we headed down to the basement, only to find the area locked off.
Miss32 and I headed straight to the bar, only for me to burst out laughing. The staff asked us to come back in ten minutes time, so we headed back upstairs, and out into the breeze of the street. Barely a minute later we were called back in, and downstairs.