I don't believe in God. But I thought my non-religious prayers had been answered a couple of weeks ago when I met a sensational Portuguese girl. We went on a date and just clicked. From the first moment, we were joshing and bantering with each other and having a great time.
Adriana was hot (a comfortable 7) and endearingly self-deprecating but more importantly, she was interesting. She was well-travelled, had good taste in films, pertinent views on Middle East politics and worked in sustainable energy solutions. (Actually that last bit doesn't seem interesting does it? But she made it sound interesting.) Best of all, we seemed to have a similar sense of humour — and that's always the clincher. In short, this was the best first date ever.
It was only supposed to last a couple of hours. We met at 6 and she had to catch a train to Manchester at 8.30pm for a business meeting the next morning, but we were having such a good time that she missed it. She said she'd get a later one instead.Read More »from Then I saw her face – now I’m a believer