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42 London, UK Woman


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I’m looking for

  • Men
  • Ages 36–49
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends, long-term dating

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6′ 0″ (1.83m)
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Graduated from masters program
Has kids
Likes dogs
English, French, Italian, Spanish, German
My self-summary
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Married, and not as you know it. I co-parent, cordially, in a shared home. If my location isn't Scotland, I may be visiting your city or hanging out online in London.

The truth is, I don't give two hoots about the actual facts. Let's beguile.

I appreciate bite, reserve, enthusiasm and good judgement. If they were whip smart, rather tall and real I'd have to mind I didn't gawp, but pragmatism rules real life; which is where to find chemistry (a part, but not all of it). It's why I don't take this all that seriously. Then again, the stakes rise with every inch over 6' tall. The future is Tesco Dating (by trolley buzzer).

Still, I like seeing what the wind blows in. Make no mistake, I have my eye on the candy. If you make me laugh I will love you momentarily and forget you. But if you have the glint of the true co-conspirator I'm yours for the adventuring.

Meanwhile, I read you, discover you and listen to the sound of the OKC pulse. I can spot a wag at a name, at a glance, at a thousand paces. If I start to drop off, a line here, a phrase there will instigate my own private eureka or make me snort my tea with laughter. In a good way for the most part. I was going to write a spoof profile then realised these were already written and more imaginatively than I ever could, by my extreme enemies.

If I had three minutes left on earth, family aside, I'd probably want to spend it like this. Understated, individual and wholly musical. As opposed to, say, this.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Getting there, one way or another.

Bumping along, two-wheeled, self-powered and exhilarated, somewhere in central Scotland. I make bi-weekly forays to the principal cities & not infrequently, further afield. Copenhagen, Zagreb and Basel are all on my list. That's a bit random? By no means - they dance tango and they're tall.

Keeping a sense of perspective. But the only way to live is at the very opposite end of that scale.

Philosophy, at one time and it was, well, just unstraightforwardly wonderful.

I imagine somewhere with all the city pleasures but largely traffic and pollution free, with pedestrianised, bike-friendly, tree lined streets, wildflowers, green walls and allotments. Or just somewhere with a bit of land for play & outdoor projects. And a nearby swimming hole.

DIY and general making do. I sew, I patch, oh lord I patch. You can tell my kids by the knees. One day I inveigled the window cleaner onto the roof. Balanced on the edge, him, me, the empty air, and the gutter we were there to clean, I realised that holding his hand wasn't the kind of security to prevent a 4 storey fall. Mostly I just lack the time and sanding with young children around isn't such a good idea. I keep a whetstone in my kitchen, though. It's useful for homework battles.

I scribble, note, flounder, squabble, rage and giggle - often while learning with my children.

If you can teach me something about stone, wood, electrics or plumbing, demonstrate it in a manly fashion and then put me through my paces, really, I'll be floored.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge. up controversy.

....burning the candle at both ends.

...running on fumes.

...finding pleasure in the simple stuff.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
It's never dull, chez elle.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
History. Prehistory. Science. Argument. Ideas. What's going on. I'm just interested generally. Mechanical clocks? Scottish geology? The plumbing of Roman baths? If it's out there on display and for public consumption, I'm probably there - and still there while you're gasping for a cup of tea.

Someone once said to me you don't want a partner, do you, you want interactive radio 4.

The Cohen Brothers, the Sisters Brothers, the good guys v the bad guys, the bad guys that seem like good guys and the good guys that turn bad guys, the guys you're just not sure who they are and variations on that western theme, especially in a contemporary setting and with the music alongside.

The King's English was the funniest thing I've read in ages. Kingsley Amis, by no means my favourite author, but still, knowledgeable, careful, opinionated, outrageous, passionate, even-handed, generous, flawed, funny, human.

I argue with The Times' editors, mostly in my head, because the onomatopoeic proximity of mutter and nutter can be no accident.

However, I gather all my views from the Daily Mail..

I like poetry. It's great if you have small children and concentration comes only inbetween being used as a human trampoline or convenient gymnastics prop; so actually haikus would be ideal if only I liked them better.

I'm a baroque music junkie, and opera. Other stuff.

I'm into tango music in a way I'm into most things. I can't tell you. You'd laugh & I'd go shy. I listen to it like a daily fix & dance through my days, even if only while hanging out the washing. Luckily, my neighbours are friendly and discreet.

Magret de canard. Fish. Fruit. Salad. Soup. And cheese. Really great cheese. I'll do things for proper cheese, lucid thought and decent prose that some men would do for cake. But mostly for decent prose.

My profile of the moment is
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
It ain't the not-having, it's the getting there. I'll take an experience over a thing every time.

Intelligence, authenticity, kindness, stoicism, privacy and a fine appreciation of the absurd.

My children. Photos of them. Things they've made. Things they've given me.

The music. I know I lived before I danced. Sometimes I just wonder how.

Something to jot down notes.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
If there's a better way.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
scribbling, these days.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I am not new, not interested in married men seeking a discreet encounter and not open to exploitation.

And while I dance all the time, I don't date much.
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over. realise I live in Scotland. are not the type inclined to ask strangers how their day has been in the manner of a telemarketeer, send kisses to people you haven't met, or capitalise entire words unless you've an Owen Meany type affliction. And you don't expect my email address before I've met you.'re realistic about meeting, or indeed, not meeting, yet you appreciate that life is absurdly short. Or if you're smart, or well-read or green, an explorer, an outdoors type, an everyday cyclist, a wild swimmer; or if you're intense, laid back, dateably tall, like dancing, like ice cream, like children, have children, want to talk about history, or physics, or numbers, or some other passion; or you like riddles, or puzzles, or ideas, you have some musical comedy, you do stuff I don't yet or you're just basically a nice bloke, an American, or more particularly, an incorrigible reprobate attracted to flights of folly.

If I tip my hat, query you, steal a word, share a joke, beg a recipe it's because I love the strangers passing through who similarly gladden my day. My plans seldom extend much further, though if yours might, avail me.