Between Girlfriends

Back again. If fact, I've been in this state now for a couple of months. Since I got dumped. After the fireworks in Ravenscourt Park on 6 November. In a French bistro in Chiswick.

It happens. Being dumped. Twice in one year. It's becoming a habit. But it was for the better.

I've had a look at L&F a few times since then. No-one really jumps out. I do feel a bit emotionally exhausted at the moment. It wasn't that my last relationship was particularly a rollercoaster, but I do feel flat in the emotional arena at the moment. I don't want to go on dates at the moment, particularly. I don't feel ready or up to it. Anyay, the truth is that I won't be doing any dating until I've lost at least 15 kg. About June, I hope.

I've said it before and no doubt I'll say it again Kirstie Allsopp is a mighty fine looking woman. She looks a little bit like my ex, V. She even dresses a little bit like V. As someone wisely said somewhere on the web, she'd make a fine wife. Whereas Sarah Beeny isn't the wife type. Well, I agree that Kirstie is more the wife type. Now, R is probably the best looking woman I've been out with. She had some photographs of her taken by a professional photographer and she looks very glamorous. I just wish she'd dress more like Kirstie or V on the outside. I like that look. I can't complain about the inside. She gives Sarah a run for her money in the bosom department. But I'm not sure she's the marrying type. But am I?

Date #5 with R tonight. A romantic dinner at Cotto. Are we going steady? Are we officially an item? Am I no longer "Between Girlfriends"? Well, we are both on hold at L&F. But I will wait until things have got jiggly before I commit myself.

It's been a veritable date fest for me over the last few days. I had a date with J at Chez Gerard in Dover Street on Tuesday. We had chateaubriand, which was good because I've never had before. A pleasant evening, but I'm not sure how much chemistry there really was between us, but I suggested that she drop me a line if she wanted to go again. I was a bit surprised that she did drop me a line. So, we going to the ballet on Tuesday. Should be interesting. Went on a date with R from DDM on Wednesday at The Cumberland Arms. Again top class food (italian sausages), good conversation, but va-va-voom, not helped by the fact that she's got an injured hand at the moment (men can be as shallow as women about these things). Definitely one for my gastropub list and the 391 stops outside it.

Last night's date with (a different) R was a cracker, a real 8.5/10. I do hope we manage to go on another date. We said she wanted to take things slowly, fair enough, but that could be a euphemism for forget it although I did get a non-commital email from her this morning. The truth is that she is too New Age-y for me, so like any of these things it would be better not to get started. But there was, I think, a genuine spark. I was on good form and that doesn't happen often.

Today was M in a pub in Surrey. The thing is that she was splitting image of my mum, which was a bit worrying. Perhaps that I was why I was subconsciously attracted to her at Monte's. But her face shape was almost identical to my mum's, which was spooky. But she spends every weekend going to dog agility trials in a caravan. Not for me.

Well, my second date with J on Tuesday and a date with E on Wednesday. But the woman I really want to date is S and she's in Frankfurt and the chance of us ever meeting probably isn't that great.

Went on my date with S. It was actually quite a good date in some ways. But she's a demi-vegetarian. Even if she was interested in me, that would rule her out, even given that she did drink red wine (she's at the end of a course of antibiotics). I fear also that she may be an ex-smoker. As a fanatical anti-smoker (and why not?), I only go out with similarly minded women. But it was quite a fun date as far as it went. That was just not that far. Better luck tomorrow, I hope (and doubt).

I do long to find the One. Sorry. But I do miss A, and, truth be told, for what it's worth, V even more. I don't want to go on dates. I want a girlfriend. An All-Purpose V&A Replacement.

Now, had they genuinely wanted to make it hard the BB producers, they should have banned alcohol.

Just started my G&B Easter egg. Very fine. Indeed.

BtW, have you noticed that in the new Lux, the woman who gets out of the taxi is much better-looking than Sarah-Jessica Parker? The thing is I've never fancied SJP. It's not helped by the fact that she's at the fags like a chimney in most episode (I know she fairly much give it up for several seasons); I just don't like her look that much (at all). I was always a Charolette/Miranda fan. They're the guides of women I wish to date. If I van . It may emerge as, for sake of agument,

Alicia Silverstone on Miss Match is pretty damned hot. I do find the idea that she is somehow overweight utterly absurd. Pity she's a vegan. I couldn't date vegan. Even if she look like Alicia. And Fiona Bruce looks pretty damned hot in her glasses. I've always had a think about women in glasses.

Went on a date this evening. Since it's barely even 8 o'clock yet, you can tell that it was a complete waste of time. I hate short dates. I dashed back from Bracknell, showered, changed and the date lasts less than 40 minutes. Not good. And it wasn't as though she wasn't in her way quite attractive. But she said "I don't suppose we'll meet again." And she's right; I don't suppose we will. Short dates are fine if you've other things to do, but if you're a sad sack like me, they're just an occasion for anti-climax. I feel faintly soiled now. 2.5 out of 10, I'd say.

Never mind (but, yes, it does matter). Hoping to grab a burger at the Gourmet Burger Kitchen in Chiswick tomorrow.