I am not making a great deal of progress in following my friend's advice to do more interesting things and which might, just maybe, also lead to meeting someone. While I did find it interesting spending Saturday afternoon in John Lewis the only people I was likely to meet there were gay shop assistants and couples compiling wedding lists. The latter seem to spend an inordinate amount of time in the kitchen department close to the bit where they display the knives or else bouncing up and down on mattresses in a revoltingly smug way.

I was invited to a party at the weekend which I didn't go to because a) the person holding it is superficial beyond belief and, despite knowing me for six years, still thinks I'm Scottish rather than Irish and b) someone would have been there who I'd had a very unfortunate encounter with some years ago and I couldn't bear to see him.
I appreciate that both of these excuses are pathetic but I am still not feeling very robust.

I suppose eventually I am going to have to re-register with the Dating Site but not yet. I am allowing myself some recovery time.