Date No.2 with the internet ultra-fox went like this…
We meet in Bournemouth’s imaginatively titled ‘The Square’ (it’s a square) before driving to Branksome Chine to go for a drink at Branksome Beach (it’s a bar by Branksome Beach). The BB (as nobody calls it) was closed for a private function, so we walked along the seafront to Sandbanks.
Over the course of this walk much chat was had. Incidentally, MTB types were out in force with Pitch Pros and On One 456/Summer Seasons particularly well represented.
Next up, we went for drinks at Cafe Shore before going to Sandbanks Beach. In no time at all we were engaged in what municipal swimming pool employees refer to as ‘heavy petting’. After an hour or so of rolling about with her in the sand dunes I began to question my choice of lightweight cords (and not just from a fashion standpoint). My enjoyment of her company was by now all too apparent.
A short walk up the road we got on the Sandbanks chain ferry and went across to Studland (a popular location for both mountain biking and dogging, I imagine there’s some overlap) where we ate at the superb Shell Bay (Romance note: Shell Bay is reputed to be one of the 10 best seafood restaurants in the country, with its views of Poole Harbour/Sandbanks and Brownsea Island, I’d wager it to be the most picturesque). Check it out:
http://www.shellbay.net/index.asp
Anyway…
We both had Parma ham and asparagus followed by hake (me) and Dorset grey mullet (her), then praline and Grand Marnier cheesecake with a white chocolate ganache (I don’t know what that means either) and Irish coffee (she didn’t know what Irish coffee was despite being half-Irish… it transpires that in Ireland you’re either having a coffee or a whiskey, not pissing about with both).
Then more walking, chatting, kissing, blah blah blah before driving her home after eight lovely hours together.
We’re going to Brighton on Friday 🙂
Is there a point to this? Well, sort of…
Over the past few years, I have been to romance what King Herod was to responsible childcare. I had utterly given up on the relationship thing and whilst conscious of the risk of tempting fate, I never expected to meet anyone as cool as her (on the internet too *shhhh!!*).
Kind, interesting, fun and a personal best for me in the aesthetics department…still can’t quite believe my luck! If it can happen to me, it can definitely happen to anyone.
I’ve done the secret cocaine addict, the girl who neglected to mention that she was married, the militant vegan…this girl appears to be normal…actually, not just normal, but really great!
Brighton update to follow.