A couple of days ago, I saw the Great Scot had posted on Facebook, for the first time in over a year. He had shared a post about the lead singer of the band Frightened Rabbit, who was missing. Fuck. I thought. I googled Frightened Rabbit, a Scottish band I quite like, and the Great…
A few weeks ago, I wrote about how I was pining for the Great Scot. I was going to try and use imagery to resolve my head-heart divide. It’s worked an absolute treat. I started feeling better within just a couple of days. And then, I started remembering things I had forgotten, from when we…
I’ve been really struggling recently, with missing the Great Scot. I feel about 5% heartbroken by him. I like him so much and I feel hurt we haven’t ended up being friends. He has rejected my friendship. I wonder if partly, I’m pining for him more right now, because I’ve just moved house. Everything is…
I had such a great time when I met the Great Scot for a drink, just as friends. The night had everything tons of sexual chemistry so much fun, laughter and joking sharing music, TV and film recommendations, feeling like we had loads in common intimate, deep, personal chat about difficult experiences we’d each had…
Two days after I met the Abrasive Uber passenger, I had my first drink with the Great Scot as just friends, instead of lovers. A few hours before we were due to meet, he sent me this text: Oh for fuck’s sake! Initially, I skim-read the message and thought he was cancelling, but then read…
The Great Scot has been officially decommissioned. The Chilean Lecturer is due for the same fate. When I was a teenager, I remember watching a lot of soap operas and reading romance novels; the take home message from them, plus my early romance experiences, was if you’re torn between two guys, the right answer is…
Arghhhhh I don’t think it’s going to work with the Great Scot. We had our 6th date this week. These are the preceding events: our 5th date started amazingly, but then went a bit weird we had a nice text chat the next day: then it got weird: “I can’t write it or say it…
So, it was my 5th date with the Great Scot. After a shaky start, because of some dramas he had experienced that day, we had an absolutely brilliant night. I was thinking things like why am I dating anyone else? This guy is all I’m looking for why was I ever so hung up on…
I’m not sure how to feel about my 5th date with the Great Scot. It felt like a date of two halves. I had so much to say, I’ve put it into two posts, to give your eyeballs a break. He invited me round for dinner at his on Saturday night. On Saturday morning, he…
I had my 4th date with the Great Scot on Thursday. The morning after our 3rd date was lovely. We woke up in the small hours and things got heated again, but we couldn’t decide which primal urge was stronger – sleep or sex. I chose sleep. We dozed restlessly for a while. He was…
Dater Analysis 