A blast from the past, sort-of

For the most part, my unrequited, unrequitable longing for cute boys (and the odd girl or two) has focused on the pubescent ones, the 12, 13, 14 guys who I find so irresistible, but who are so close but so far away, in terms of actual interactions, as to be palpably painful. Occasionally, though, there have been a couple of 'legal' ones, mostly cute Daniel from my late lamented North West London local (I still resent the Wetherspoons hierarchy for closing the place, even though I live 200-odd miles away from the area now), and my newish semi-regular haunt has now recruited a very attractive barman, 18/19 at a guess, who would be more than acceptable as a 'friend'. Needless to say, he wouldn't be remotely interested in me, even if he's gay, but, as ever, I can dream!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Just my bloody luck!

I've been out and abouting this afternoon, and found myself in a coastal Wetherspoons not too far from my newish home. As I was waiting to be served at the bar, I was close to a passably cute 'minor'' struggling to free a pair of glasses by the 'free water' dispenser. Given that I'm a 'nice guy', at least superficially, I offered to help, did so, and had a pleasant 'thank you' in return. Sadly, though, the cutie was a girl, all the more galling because she told me that she needed two glasses to accommodate her brother! If only.....!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

It could have been worse

I've recently heard a (one-sided) conversation with a guy and his (presumably) ex in the pub. Plenty of rancour, plenty of 'he said/she said', children involved. At least my ex and I have been cordial, for the most part, albeit not very warm, to be honest. And, from my perspective, the fact that K is due to be staying with me (tomorrow, hopefully) rather than her mother for the next few months suggests that I haven't got everything wrong in our relationship.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Not just me - temporarily, at least

When I moved to the flat in March, my expectation was that I was going to be on my own permanently, effectively. Things can change, though, and it looks like K is going to be staying with me until the New Year. The plan was that my girl and her boyfriend were going to find jobs and accommodation in Yorkshire (he was working and living there when they got serious about being 'an item'), but it seems that they want to spend six months or so in mainland Europe - he's got a good friend who lives in Italy - and that can't happen until next year, apparently. So he'll live with his family in Hertfordshire for a few months, and K will draw the short straw and have to tolerate boring old Dad in the interim! Needless to say, I'm delighted to spend some time with my girl, even if it's only for the last part of 2019. Details haven't been completely finalised yet, but it's likely that K will be arriving here within the next two weeks. Smiles are all the more sweet for being unexpected!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B