I went on a blind date with a bloke once when I had a dreadful migraine - it wasn't the greatest of evenings, we didn't meet again (not that I wanted to).
Date with J: Didn't happen. We arranged to meet on the corner of B.Drive. The curve in B. Drive meant we didn't see each other on opposite corners... waiting...and waiting...and...
Date with P: Kissing goodnight on the doorstep. Mother tipped a pan of water out of the window above....I'm sure it was water as we had indoor plumbing by then.
Date with D. He brought his mate because I scared him. He only spoke once all night to answer my question about siblings......I'm still friends with his mate.
Date with J2. His trousers fell down as we were walking to the pictures. He tripped and smashed his chin...I had to take him home to his Mum.
Had a lovely date with T....got back to my friends house for some necking to find her dad had been stabbed by his lover's husband and the place was full of police....T went home....haven't seen him since...:-(
Been on two 'blind dates' (as such).
The first, I sat down, spoke to him for ten minutes, made my excuses and left.
The second, was lovely, and we had am enjoyable afternoon on the pizz :-)