How did you meet your current partner?
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Buckley
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I met the current Mrs B at Trade at Turmills one Sunday about 8 years ago. After 6 months or so my (then!) inability to keep it in my pants made itself known to her and though we struggled on for a bit, it was over.
8 years later she messages me out of the blue on Facebook. The next night I'm on a date, walking down the road hand-in-hand, and who should come the other way but she?
Arranged to go for a drink and all casuals were binned in her favour.
Life is good8)
I met the current Mrs B at Trade at Turmills one Sunday about 8 years ago. After 6 months or so my (then!) inability to keep it in my pants made itself known to her and though we struggled on for a bit, it was over.
8 years later she messages me out of the blue on Facebook. The next night I'm on a date, walking down the road hand-in-hand, and who should come the other way but she?
Arranged to go for a drink and all casuals were binned in her favour.
Life is good8)
Morbyd
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Nope... Still with the same wife 
One wonders - whom does Chewie prefer? The current missus Spacemonkey or his ex mentioned above I hear the ex had a sister who's still hanging around his house. 
One wonders - whom does Chewie prefer? The current missus Spacemonkey or his ex mentioned above
I hear the ex had a sister who's still hanging around his house. Aww... I miss LeeseI am odd, and I like odd, odd's good
I've always found meeting people through clubs/after parties to be high-risk because those same people in civvie life can be very different, especially if the only thing you really have in common is a mutual taste for getting high. However, I have arranged a date-of-sorts with a lovely lady on Monday, who like me is half English/Spanish, and who I'm taking for a drink on a boat on the Thames (craftily selected to have a guaranteed tv screen in one corner showing the big game). Rather excited and (inevitably) will screw it up.
Buckley
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She very, very rarely drinks these days and is a fitness freak vegeterian and I drink no more than any other son of an honest Irish subcontractor
. I couldn't be*, or be with, a caner anymore.
Good luck for Monday Olly -
*first week in June 2010 in Ibiza being the exception that proves the rule
it's interesting how things subtly change as you move through your 30s - there's inevitably a lot fewer girls out in your clubs, within your age range and those who are, are often :
a/ foreign/from out of town and not likely to hang around in London too long
b/ slightly kooky - which I love in friends but not what I'm drawn to beyond that
c/ other people's girlfriends/wives/mothers - all of which have their respective merits/pitfalls - but I'd rather meet someone with no baggage
d/ only interested in coke
from personal experience, it's not a rewarding fishing ground
a/ foreign/from out of town and not likely to hang around in London too long
b/ slightly kooky - which I love in friends but not what I'm drawn to beyond that
c/ other people's girlfriends/wives/mothers - all of which have their respective merits/pitfalls - but I'd rather meet someone with no baggage
d/ only interested in coke
from personal experience, it's not a rewarding fishing ground
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weloveliam@space
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Still with the current, 12 years now Married for 4.5 years with a 3 year old daughter.
Where Rob and his Monogamy issues
Married for 4.5 years with a 3 year old daughter. Where Rob and his Monogamy issues
Buckley
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Still with the current, 12 years now
Where Rob and his Monogamy issues
You can't be happy though - you are denying your true desires!
weloveliam@space
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As my grandad used to say 'there's a bum for every seat'
I found that when I actively looked for it, it never happened how I wanted. But if I was chilled and didnt stress about finding a burd they would come along more easily.
weloveliam@space
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You can't be happy though - you are denying your true desires!
Not when i'm away in a city on business
Crack up every time at leese's story, reality (esp on here) is always stranger than fiction!
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Beckiboo
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Crack up every time at leese's story, reality (esp on here) is always stranger than fiction!
Its one of them things that you read in the "Miriam's Casebook" section of the Daily Mirror and always think it's made up
diver
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I moved in next door to my wife a few years ago. I was in and out of casual relationships and for the first six months did not even set eyes on her.
My elder step brother, one evening after a night out, brought two young lovely girls back to the house and my wife was one of them. I ended up having some interference with her mate but nothing progressed. A few weeks later I saw my wife at her bedroom window, I was due on a night out, a Friday so nothing too heavy. I spoke to her briefly. I was a cheeky little sh1t in those days and told her that I would pop round after my night out to which she just.
My mediocre Freitag nicht came and went and I caught the last bus home. As I walked into our street I noticed that her bedroom light was on, it was only about 11.45pm. Rather than knock on the door, I climbed onto the flat roof which gave me access to to her curtain covered window. I knocked on as hard as I could, screams coming from inside as the curtains were pulled back they (wife and mum) revealing a 7 pinted deepseadiver leaning on the single glazed wooden window frame.
They opened the window and I climbed in. Wife took me downstairs and things went on from there.
That was nearly 23 years ago, two houses and 2 stunning young daughters later!
My elder step brother, one evening after a night out, brought two young lovely girls back to the house and my wife was one of them. I ended up having some interference with her mate but nothing progressed. A few weeks later I saw my wife at her bedroom window, I was due on a night out, a Friday so nothing too heavy. I spoke to her briefly. I was a cheeky little sh1t in those days and told her that I would pop round after my night out to which she just
.My mediocre Freitag nicht came and went and I caught the last bus home. As I walked into our street I noticed that her bedroom light was on, it was only about 11.45pm. Rather than knock on the door, I climbed onto the flat roof which gave me access to to her curtain covered window. I knocked on as hard as I could, screams coming from inside as the curtains were pulled back they (wife and mum) revealing a 7 pinted deepseadiver leaning on the single glazed wooden window frame.
They opened the window and I climbed in. Wife took me downstairs and things went on from there.
That was nearly 23 years ago, two houses and 2 stunning young daughters later!