Thanks ladies for your comments and for the husbands who looked alarmed at the suggestion of me giving my phone number.
On thinking about it I could have asked him to wait for me and chat to him some more (although his meal for one would have been defrosting!)
I have tried internet dating with the success of only finding guys not suitable and even so you eventually give your number to them in order to make arrangements etc. If I had given my number and he turned out to be a weirdo, then it would only take me to changing my number to get it sorted, which I intend to do shortly anyway.
I know from talking to certain people on here that I am too trusting and can get fooled but I'd rather be like that I guess than be cynical and become like my mother, hard and unloving. I have had abuse most of my life and now would like to settle down with a man who will treat me well and kind. How am I supposed to find that person if I don't take any chances at all and play my life safe all the time. This isn't a rehearsal, this is it. I've probably about 20 years left (due to health conditions) so want to have them with someone loving. I sit on my own night after night, which was fine for a while but I occasionally want some company. Someone to laugh with and share a film or whatever.
He might have someone, who knows? But from the sound of it from what he said (and I know some men can lie, I was married to one), he did sound single. He was lovely though, soft Scottish accent, tall, broad, protective looking. Probably hairy chest to run my fingers....stop it!
I will go back on Saturday and see if he is there, I doubt it really. But from what you have all said, the consensus seems to be to go for it if he is. Who knows how or where we might meet our next victim, lol, but fate sometimes has something in store for us we do not know about, maybe literally.
As for the Tesco man (why are these men supermarket based?
) I haven't seen him again yet, but if I do I will engage him further in conversation and let you know. It's just flirting and testing the waters, something I was maybe better at in my youth but got a bit rusty at when I've been off the dating circuit for some good many years now. I'm just getting back on the horse and finding out who would be suitable. I'm not out on the prowl, looking in men's baskets, checking out their meal for one, lol, I happened to catch this guy's finger with the stick thing I put down to separate groceries and apologised. It got us chatting. You can use that one ladies if you need it, lol.
No, no cafe in supermarket but there are in the village.
I can't do walking clubs due to health issues. But other groups would be a good idea, thanks.
My confidence was a bit low when I came on here first but with chatting to you wonderful people, it has come back somewhat, thank you to you all. My son put me down earlier in a row, making me feel rubbish and yes, he's prob right that I should lose some weight to improve my health so back to Tesco it is then
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It will happen one day and when it does, you're all be welcome to a piece of the celery stick... sorry... cake!