Getting into FOCUS mood

Quick recap of summer -- I must admit I haven´t been the best in the world to blog lately. But I am BACK.

June was a bit rainy -- confusion on Mr Cosby and also met Mr Kangaroo.

July -- slight post-Cosby disappointment along with heart-throb for Mr Kangaroo.

August -- The Spinster is back in good ol´ form. Multi-tasking more than ever and meeting up with guys everywhere. Strange, but sometimes it´s like the stars are in the right position for a good flirt and things happen all the time! And in August they clearly did! Apart from still having heart-throbs for Mr Kangaroo I have met and dated an interesting European collection of nice men:

• A young Dutch lawyer. Met in a swanky Notting Hill bar and went out with him. Not my bag. Why? Horrible clothes.. HAHA, no, but generally very inmature and insecure and simply not attractive. OUT.


• A German banker in my age, met up a few times and still in contact. Not my bag either though. Why? Not sure, something just isn´t right with him. Kein Grund zur Panik.


• English-Portugese cute guy in the neighbourhood that came up in a bar asking for my number -- we have struggled for a while to arrange our date, but still no luck. He has many qualities though, one is for instance that he actually CALLS to ask me out! High points. Am sure we will meet up soon. Have a feeling he is too young though. But I have not ditched him yet


• North Italian Tall handsome entrepreneur. Met in Mykonos, Greece. Very sweet and nice but had terrible jeans and hardly speaks any English. Has invited me to visit him in Verona. First I thought this sounded like a great idea, but reality kicked in when back in London. OUT.


• Swedish Young Management Consultant living in Berlin. Fantastic man although 8,5 year younger than me. Seems more mature than me in a way though -- wants to find a good Swedish woman and move to Stockholm. We are still in contact, but given age, Berlin and a general gut feeling is unfortunaly also OUT.


• Crazy night out in Richmond ended up in light snogging of a handsome English cutie. My dear hostess for the weekend -- the Oracle from Chiswick -- decided that he should come over to their house for nachspiel. And he happily accepted her invitation. Little did he know that he would be confronted with a big group of drunken, slightly mad and very interrogative people. But he managed very well and got high points. He stayed over in this enormous house of mass-camping and came along for brunch in the morning. Surprisingly brave man! Not sure if we will meet up again though, despite the Mr and Mrs Oracles very enthusiastic cheering! Why? Not sure.

So voila! A long row of fantastic men - I am really trying my best to keep up activity levels!! And what I like with myself in this whole thing is that I am actually being very TRUE to my list as described below! Well done Spinster! Will cool down a bit now though and put in a stronger focus, some of these I could have known straight away that they weren´t right.

And as long as it´s fun and safe, it´s all good.