MY EX’S MOTHER LOST ME A BOYFRIEND…IN MAGALUF BUT GIFTED ME A BEST FRIEND

My best male fwend who is also my best ‘ex of sorts’ came back into my life just a couple of nights ago…still as a fwend I mean – he’s married with way too many kiddlies for me to comprehend.  We have the occasional period of not being in contact and this has been the […]

INSTALMENT EIGHT – AN ‘OPEN LETTER’ TO FUMBLE

Fumble is not for me, I’m sure that’s the vibe I’ve been giving off  here, so it won’t come as any surprise!  But I wanted to tell you all what I don’t get about this app and why… Perhaps I should be writing to the Fumble CEO/developers about this…?  What a great idea…!!!  Two birds, […]

INSTALMENT SEVEN – LET’S FUMBLE WITH ‘MARK’ AND HAVE A LARK

[Continuing onward from Instalment 6 of this Fumble-dating ‘fun’, which is linked HERE]. If I do have a ‘type’, which looks-wise I don’t, then HE, ‘Mark’, WOULD ‘NOT’ BE ‘IT’.   He’d given his age, name and an ‘About Me’…yep…I’ll give him that.  He’d filled out all of the information he wanted us potential-match lady-Fumblers […]

INSTALMENT SIX- THE FUMBLE DATING APP NIGHTMARE CONTINUES

OK guys and gals…I’m 95% certain that……my time on Fumble is coming to an end very soon…and to my credit, I’ve lasted a whole 10 or so days without requiring medical intervention…and it’s just really not for me…and it’s stressing me out and messing with my head a weeee bit.  So after Naz (read about […]

INSTALMENT FIVE – WHEN I (ever so briefly) FUMBLED WITH NAZ

[This is the fifth installment of ‘not many left to come’ in the Fumble edition.  Let’s continue on from Instalment Number Four, linked HERE]. So yep…I right swiped for ‘willing to find out more about Naz, I suppose…’ and then ‘DOOM’ he’d already right swiped me.  We are apparently a ‘match’…yeah…well I’ll be the judge of […]

INSTALMENT FOUR – MY FIRST IMPRESSION(S) OF THE FUMBLING MEN

[Carrying on, what has become somewhat of a persecutory Fumble journey from Instalment Three…link to that little chapter is HERE]. Right…I’m going to prefix this by saying I’m not being judgey….long pause….bloggers block **trying to rack my pea brain and tell you what I AM being**.  Twenty minutes later…I give up… …OK I AM being judgey. […]