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  • I have finished the "MEN!" book.
    There were no pearls of wisdom. No magical spell to make men fall in love with me. No secret list explaining where all the interesting and available men are hiding.
    I was imagining discovering them all huddled in an underground bar, an array of good-looking, charismatic men, waiting for a pretty lady to walk in and spark up a conversation. No such secret revealed.
    The basic message was that us woman have to go out, into the world, and hunt them down. That sounds pretty desparado to me.
    The Author ended up on a scuba-diving course in Egypt where she eventually met her chap.
    Egypt?! Come on, I barely have enough money for a train fare to Bromley, let alone a flight to Egypt.

    So I went out.
    I stuck to London. Lined my eyes with Kohl and got looking.
    Low and Behold, a date was scheduled.

    We went to a bar.
    Playing it safe, allows for excuses to leave or dinner to follow.
    Older and taller which is my criteria, works for Ford, travels with the job, has two houses, former British Ski athlete.
    Very nice looking, I might add.
    We found a mutual love of the Gervais podcasts.
    Debating the highs of The Office, the genius of the Keith Chegwin scene in Extras.
    A couple of hours fell away and dinner was suggested. He paid for the drinks.
    We talked over tempura and sake.
    And he walked me back to the station.
    It was fun, a good evening and even if nothing comes of it, I enjoyed a night out with a decent man, in the buzzing capital.

    The next morning he informed me that he was off to Belgium for 10 days with work.
    He also added that he had two other dates lined up that week.
    I seem to have found an interesting man who is not quite available.
    I clearly haven't read the book properly.
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