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Single Supplement: February 2015
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Tuesday, 24 February 2015. My arse in an airplane seat. I’m worried about my arse! I’m not usually worried about it. in fact, when I do think about it, it’s usually when I see it in a dressing room mirror, from behind, at an awkward angle, and I think my God that’s a good chunk of bum, but at the same time I’m annoyed that it doesn’t fit into many jeans or trousers. For ten bloody hours! Tuesday, 17 February 2015. Wednesday, 11 February 2015. I'm st...
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Single Supplement: February 2010
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Friday, 26 February 2010. Another of my New Years Resolutions (which I've already stupidly broken), was not to tell anyone anything exciting that was happening with my life until something had ACTUALLY happened. I said "Thursday morning", he said "I look forward to hearing you again". I did as I said and called on Thursday. Confusion began when I realised I had 2 phone numbers for him (a drug dealer, according to my gay friend! What does that mean?
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Single Supplement: November 2009
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Friday, 20 November 2009. Thursday, 19 November 2009. It's all gone quiet. Monday, 2 November 2009. Maybe its the wind. Its windy in London, very sunny, very windy. Leaves are blowing everywhere and it feels good. I love windy weather. it always makes me feel as if something is about to happen. Something new and exciting and believe me, I need some bloody excitement in my life. So I suppose after that, I should have been thrilled to have the flat to...
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Single Supplement: October 2010
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Tuesday, 12 October 2010. I haven't written a blog for 6 months. For some people it means life has been so joyous they have little time to sit and write at a computer, for others it means life's been shit and its too depressing to write about. In April, I was verbally harassed 3 times by an old neighbour. It was so abusive and threatening in its demeanour, the police urged me to press charges. He was arrested for aggravated assault. I stop talking a...
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Single Supplement: Two Years and Three Months.
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Wednesday, 5 March 2014. Two Years and Three Months. It has been two years and three months since I last wrote on Single Supplement. I began to find it harder and harder to put things into words, because all my inadequacies were there for everyone to see and I started to feel quite vulnerable. I was also embarrassed at the ridiculous state of my love life, or lack of it, and have been cringing as I re-read some of the posts! It doesn't make sense.
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Single Supplement: Reschedule
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Friday, 11 November 2011. Just heard from Mac. He wants to re-schedule our spontaneous night of passion until the end of January when his diary is less hectic. Talk about taking the whimsy and excitement out of things! Thanks but no thanks! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. What I saw. What I heard. What Kate Did Next. 40 shades of disappointment. The consequences of falling. Wife in the City.
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Single Supplement: Life, later.
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Friday, 7 March 2014. It is interesting reading old blogs… like reading old diaries and letters, you see yourself how you were, and sometimes that person is a stranger. Many of the emotions, I felt two and three years ago, I see as so selfish and self indulgent now. I want to shake my slightly younger self and say, "Do you realise how amazing your life could have been, how much time you wasted? Are you proud of what you've achieved? What I saw. ...
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Single Supplement: March 2014
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Friday, 7 March 2014. It is interesting reading old blogs… like reading old diaries and letters, you see yourself how you were, and sometimes that person is a stranger. Many of the emotions, I felt two and three years ago, I see as so selfish and self indulgent now. I want to shake my slightly younger self and say, "Do you realise how amazing your life could have been, how much time you wasted? Are you proud of what you've achieved? It has been two ...
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Single Supplement: November 2010
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Wednesday, 10 November 2010. Week 2 of HRT and the GI Diet. Its all very disappointing really. I haven't noticed that much of a change. I do think the weight loss is down to the fact I am eating a low GI diet which is pretty much what I do normally except I am eating more protein and less starchy carbs, eating smaller portions and snacking more on seeds and nuts. Monday, 1 November 2010. Day 1 of HRT. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Day 1 of HRT. What I...
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Single Supplement: January 2010
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The Trials and Tribulations of a 45 year old singleton. Wednesday, 27 January 2010. So far, so good. Apart from the internet, my mother still has very high hopes that "one day, you'll just bump into Mr Right". I now nod (sigh inwardly), and say "Yes, Mother, I'm sure I will". She also still has high hopes for me and my neighbour James, based on the fact he was privately educated, shook her hand when they first met, is called James and reads the Telegraph! High hopes for him until last weekend, that is.
