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October 16, 2007
… our first proper date, when she made to greet me with a peck on the cheek, only to be faced with a look resembling not so much a rabbit in the headlights as a squirrel in the juggernaut lane of the M62. It wasn’t that I was averse to being kissed by her, I’d just expected it a bit further into our fledgling relationship. But I could tell from her reaction that she was suddenly concerned her potential new boyfriend was some kind of emotionally-stunted, intimacy-shunning freak. Then again, best she found this out in advance, I suppose.

Cheers, Pete: it’s good of you to spread the word of my freakosity far and wide.
It’s a pleasure. Any time.