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Ice ice baby

Hi All,

The weather recently in London has been stupidly cold. Now being a winter baby I love the cold weather, that being said I like it enough to appreciate what being wrapped up warm. Yesterday night however I didn't appreciate the cold at all.

Let me start with some back story; I met a guy on tinder (Mr Oz) and we decided to meet up for drinks. Initially I said I was free so we decided to meet in central, but later that day I realised I was working and we had to move it out towards South London. This actually worked out perfect for his as we met in the area he lived in, a fact I found out when we met. So after work I drove over. He suggested a bar that had actually closed down at the beginning of January so we quickly decided on a pub nearby. I parked up my car and walked over, thinking I would find him inside. It was packed! Literally, which is odd for a Thursday night in this area. It was ok, I didn't mind it being busy at all. I couldn't see him and messaged, to which he replied he was in the garden out back. Now this was already a freezing cold evening, so I hoped they had the outdoor heaters. They didn't. I met him, he was taller than me (which is rare) and looked like his pics on tinder (which can also be rare). We both commented on how cold it was. We got drinks and just started chatting. As this was happening I was literally shivering, but maintained composure. It was only when I got up to go to the toilet did I realise that my feet were frozen solid and I couldn't walk properly! I forgot to check inside for space, but Mr Oz went and checked, there wasn't any, but he found out it was busy as it was Australia Day celebrations (Go Oz). He then told me about the marquee behind us with heaters, which was in his view the whole time. I guess I was distracting him. It was a welcome relief when we got in there as I was frozen solid. I think I was bordering on hyporthermia!

After moving to the marquee we continued talking for a while. We realised we both hadn't eaten and decided to go for dinner. This is always a good sign as evening could have been cut short, but I was enjoying his company and I think he was enjoying mine too. We tried a random fusion Caribbean and Indian place, but it didn't appeal. A few minutes later walking down the high street we saw Nandos, but passed it. Only to u-turn and go get some food. It was delicious as always (Nandos if you are reading this sponsorship and shout out I wouldn't mind a black card :p).

After dinner I walked him home, which was across the road from the pub we had been to (it was then I realised how close and easy I had made it for him to meet up). We hugged goodbye and I raced back to my car to warm up. All in all it was a lovely evening. A bit tame compared to last week, but I'm not always that type of girl ;). Mr Oz is so sweet, funny and handsome, and I would love to see him again. We are both away this weekend but will plan something soon.

This could be it, I could break my one date only streak as finally get a second date! I will keep you all posted.

A
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