Damn and bugger!

Haven't been to archery for the last two Mondays because Y was too tired this Monday and I didn't feel well the Monday before, so, I was planning a last little cheeky flirt with Robin this Monday, before Christmas, and to suss out any Christmas plans that would indicate wives, girlfriends, etc.

I've just had an email from the club leader to say there is no archery for the next 2 Mondays, and they start back 4th January! Bugger bugger bugger! That's that plan foiled then!

Diversion

Before I get too caught up in days of soul searching on the quest for the truth about OG I thought I had better post a quick update regarding Robin. Unfortunately, he was not there this Monday - I am hoping it was nothing to do with Y's illness the weekend before! - and most annoyingly there is no archery next Monday, so grrr no developments as yet and none possible for the immediate future. Good job I have the self indulgence of ME to keep me occupied!

Ooops

Well, so much for my plan to wheedle out some further information from Robin this Monday. We arrived as usual, sat down and a short while later he arrived. Unfortunately there was no little space on the end of our bench for him to lurk this week but we had some chit chat as he was shooting so all was going well.

About half way through Y suddenly tells me that he feels a bit "buggy"! However, he reassured me that he was fine and wanted to carry on. A short while later he comes over and asks where the toilets are, and I send him speedily on his way with X to show him where. A minute later she comes back and says Y has been sick - and unfortunately, he didnt make it to the toilet!!

So instead of some mild flirting and information gathering, I spent the next 20minutes clearing up a regurgitated pasta riddled pile of vomit with nothing more than 3 tonnes of toilet tissues, a black bin liner, an empty waste paper basket filled with water and handwash and a broom! Nice!!

Roll on next week...

Riding through the glen...

Whilst at archery last Monday I got chatting to a rather nice young (well not that young, but nonetheless) man, who in the spirit of things shall hence be named Robin!

He was sat next to us while we were waiting and it transpires he has been going to the club for a few months, so is no longer a beginner, and although he is far from my usual type, both in build and looks, as the evening progressed I found myself thinking "actually, that man is not that bad looking!", and there was a definite something about him that I found really attractive. He has an incredibly dry sense of humour, was friendly without being creepy or puppy, and was willing to put up with X's constant chatter and questions (including how much is that bow... over £1000!). He did say he didn't usually come that early, but usually waited until the beginners had finished, so I didn't expect to see him again this week. Unfortunately.

However... lo and behold, we had only been there a few minutes tonight, and X (who has taken a shine to him and was saying before we went "I hope that man is there this week") said he was here. After a few minutes or so he asked us to budge up and sat on the end of the bench next to X, who was next to me. And I was definitely pleased to see him and thought, again, there is definitely something about him. (He'd had a haircut as well - I wonder if coincidentally!).

So, we chit chatted a bit more and I have managed to deduce the following:
He works for Nissan, designing cars (or bits of cars at least).
He has a 24yr old daughter.

Not much I know - I don't even know his name so we are calling him Robin in real life as well - but a start. He's obviously smart and well off if his archery equipment is to go by, and I would age him early to mid 40's, but who knows. I did manage to drop a few things in the convo, such as my age, and most importantly that Y lives with just X and me, so no other men in the house, and also my work, by accident more than by design.

As we left, he did say "see you next week", so... roll on next Monday!