The Blind Date (4/17)
The sun shining through my half opened curtains woke me.
It took me a while to recall last night events. Too much champagne, I guess.
Lazily, I reached for my phone but no text from Tony. I frowned. Strange.
I decided there and then to have 'the' talk with Gina. No more lousy dates. I don't appreciate being stitched for a £351.25p bill.
I found Gina sat at the kitchen table, holding a piece of paper, crying.
Her mascara was making black rivulets under her eyes. She handed me the paper.
-'I found this through the letter box,' she sobbed.
- Category: Humor / Comedy
- Tags: blind dates
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Neville Hunt about 3 years ago
I’m liking this story, Frenchie. It has a touch of the Pinoccio’s Nose syndrome. Can’t wait to see what comes next... and how long the story eventually lasts..
£351.25 is a big bill for two. What on Earth was on the menu, caviar, truffles, champagne... or all of them? -
Neville Hunt about 3 years ago
Sorry, on re-reading, of course it was champagne you ended up grudgingly buying yourself!
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Frenchie about 3 years ago
I assumed a Ferrari driver could afford caviar and champagne. It is quite cheap, on hindsight, but then again, they had not had dessert yet.
