So, this is it folks. A month ago I put a rather pitiful message out to the internet appealing for potential candidates to be the final date in my 52 First Dates challenge because, quite frankly, I would really love a happy ending to the blog, and I’d been doing a pretty rubbish job of finding decent men online. And you’ll never guess what...I actually got some responses! From nice guys! I know, you’re probably as shocked as I am! But delighted nonetheless.
Anyway, over the last few weeks, I’ve been emailing back and forth, and finally I’ve been able to narrow them down to these five chaps below. And for the record, I would love to go on a date with each and every one of them. But there can be only one. To protect their identity, I’ve given them each a pseudonym, and there are no photos here, because that’s not what it’s about. Let me introduce them to you, and why I wanted them to be in my final five *cue some sort of dramatic Apprentice-style music in my mind*
Mr 52A – aka The Great Dane
The Great Dane and I initially bonded over a mutual love of Eddie Izzard, why cheese is the best thing ever, how Disney can be used to teach grammar, and irresponsibly long hash tags. He’s 27, works as a software developer, and lives in the glorious city of Copenhagen. He has an awesome sense of humour, the capacity to endure 11 days at a festival without dying of alcohol poisoning, sunstroke or cholera, a command of the English language that puts most of us native speakers to shame, and he looks excellent in sunglasses. He can also bake.
Mr 52I – aka Not So Keane
Not So Keane and I first hit it off over comedy typos, why cucumber and celery should be made illegal, the merits and pitfalls of a Pret crack-mayo addiction, but most of all, of our mutual hatred of Keane. He’s 33, works as a draughtsman mapping the new sewer system under the Thames and is a fellow resident of London town. He too has an excellent sense of humour (you’ll see a theme developing here), an awesome appreciation of food programmes and is only ever photographed in multiples of four.
Mr 52J – aka Twinkletoes
Twinkletoes and I have actually been in touch on and off for the last 6 months or so, and we were at some point meant to go on a date, but this never really happened. Twinkletoes caught my attention largely because he calls me Twinkletoes with no obvious regret, but mainly because he has a maturity level similar to myself (chuckles at rude-shaped fruit), we like the same music and he can move his eyebrows independently. Twinkletoes is 26, an IT Project Manager who I believe might still live with his mum, although I can’t quite remember. He’s also a cheeky chappy and an ardent royalist who tries to curry sympathy by diagnosing himself with brittle bones.
Mr 52K – aka Lethal Brizzle
Lethal Brizzle first caught my attention when he sent me a link to his dating profile and I read the words ‘handy with a screw driver’. There are, of course, other redeeming features, such as similar tastes in music, the ability to sport a beard with aplomb, and the fact he offered to bring Fruit Pastilles on a first date. He’s a 29 year old ‘IT professional’ (I still don’t know what that means, you do computer shit, right?) who resides in the charming city of Bristol. Why did I like him? He is introduced as ‘the infamous Lethal Brizzle’ at weddings, occasionally wears hi-vis, and has been known to use his shoes as a pillow.
Mr 52O –aka Captain C-Diff
Captain C-Diff first wrote to me recommendation from a friend of his, and what struck me about him was his delightful inability to monitor his inner monologue, our mutual adoration of Elf and his love of writing (which, luckily for him, happens to also be his job). He is a 35 year old copywriter from Cardiff (hence his pseudonym, he’s definitely not a potentially lethal virus to the best of my knowledge) who calls his best friend his boyfriend and ranks St Elmo’s Fire (Man In Motion) as his all time favourite power ballad. When he’s not writing things, he also sends random girls infographics about malted milk biscuits over the internet.
So who should I go on a date with? Now, and rather tentatively I do so, I’m handing it over to you to cast your vote. You can choose who you’d like to be Mr #52 up until midnight on Sunday 15th July (I’m not sure why then exactly, but most of these things seem to end at a midnight on a Sunday, so I may as well follow suit) and I’ll let you all know who the (un)lucky fellow is next week. So what are you waiting for? Cast your votes.....NOW! <--- there's a link under the word NOW, just in case you missed it. People do sometimes, especially when the word is so short. Probably should've thought that through earlier. Probably shouldn't be dwelling on it so much)
I like all of them! But, I particularly like 52I and 52O. Pushed for a definitive one, I would go for 52I, partly for geographical convenience, but mainly because of the distaste for Keane. XReplyDelete
They all sound very interesting... I vote for 'Not So Keane'!ReplyDelete
I wote for mr. 52A aka The Great Dane. Because Danes really are great :)ReplyDelete
The Great Dane, or Not So Keane.ReplyDelete
Not quite narrowed down, but you can now flip a coin and decide whether your heartsinkingly disappointed by the chance offering, and pick the other one.
Dating by cointoss,
52A The Great Dane!ReplyDelete
I vote for the Great Dane! If you pick him, you get to travel to Copenhagen and also, I like to believe that he is first on the list, because you have an inexplanable, but really good feeling about him too.ReplyDelete
And yes, I'm also Danish, but that's besides the point.
They all seem (potentially) lovely, but since I have to choose, I vote for contestant number 52O!ReplyDelete
Go for Mr 52O - Man in Motion is an absolute tune! Plus, anyone who doesn't like malted milk biscuits or infographics for that matter needs to step outside and have a quiet word with themselves.ReplyDelete
52O, coz everyone I've ever met from Cardiff is lovely, and I hope you'll get a Gavin and Stacey like happy ending! Veebs xReplyDelete
It has to be Mr 52I, Not So Keane, as much for his knowledge of the London poo tunnels as for his hatred of Keane. Win Win!!ReplyDelete
Definitely The Great Dane - 52A.ReplyDelete
It's got to be The Great Dane! Go to Copenhagen! It'd be so romantic!ReplyDelete
Lethal Brizzle without a doubt :)Delete
Go for The Great Dane!ReplyDelete
All my fruit pastilles are the red and purple ones. And I'm not even making my friends vote for meReplyDelete
May the best man win.
(I like that name so much I may have to find ways to start using it!
I like the fact that Lethal Brizzle has gone for a bung with the fruit pastles! Alls fair in love and war!Delete
I say go for the great dane because 1)you owe it to your danish readership 2) he likes Eddie Izzard ( although tbh Eddie is kinda past it now) 3) you might get to go to copenhagen 4) being able to survive 11 days at a festival bodes well if the zomie apocalypse descends upon us and lastly he might be useful for IT problemsReplyDelete
I wonder why everyone works in IT......
Also re:Mr 52I – aka Not So KeaneReplyDelete
Unless he is a teenage mutant ninja turtle or a cast member from the third man hanging out in sewers doesnt sound like much fun.
I was going to say Not So Keane, but then read that C-Diff likes Elf - one of the greatest films ever!ReplyDelete
tough choice, can't you go on dates with both?
I also think you need to get somebody computer savvy (maybe you could apporach an IT profesional?) to add one of those voting things for your blog - so that everybody has to make a definite choice for one candidate and to avoid people being as vague as I am.
Mr Not So Keane all the way. The Great Dane sounds lovely but Copenhagen is a reeeeeally long way!ReplyDelete
Oh GOD this is SO HARD!! I'm going with Not So Keane. Good luck xxReplyDelete
52A The Great Dane!ReplyDelete
It's got to be Not so Keane! Cucumber and celery should be made illegal - fact! He's funny and hates Keane. And he's good at plumbing - even if it's on a rather large scale...... nuff said! This is your man! xReplyDelete
Definitely The Great Dane!ReplyDelete
GREAT DANE! No contest! It would be the BEST ending!ReplyDelete
Got to be Mr 52I – aka Not So KeaneReplyDelete
Go with Not So Keane, he sounds fun, besides Copenhagen is dullllllllll.ReplyDelete
The Great Dane.ReplyDelete
This will probably be the deciding vote since it counts for more than anyone else's.
Got to be Mr 52I 'Not So Keane'.....!!!ReplyDelete
Hmmm I am still thinking ... but I am also wondering if the people writing here do remember to vote in the poll. The here link, someone wrote something that made me doubt it!ReplyDelete
Claire, I love Mr Great Dane and Mr Twinketoes! You've got some great possible dates here! :DReplyDelete
Great dane! xReplyDelete
52O. No contest.ReplyDelete
Mr 52O please xReplyDelete
I vote Mr Not so Keane. The Great Dane sounded good... but you can learn to bake- it's far harder to learn how to map a sewer system. Good luck!ReplyDelete
Mr 52O please :-)ReplyDelete
Mr 52O. Once you've gone Welsh you never go back ... to Wales. So try it once.ReplyDelete
Not So Keane!ReplyDelete
Shallow as I is, I would have liked to have seen their visages before making the final call...ReplyDelete
Lady B, that is precisely why I didn't post pictures of them all - they're not being judged on what they look like, it's down to personality. This is my nod to not judging a book by its cover.ReplyDelete