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43 Edinburgh, UK Woman


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I’m looking for

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  • Ages 39–49
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends, long-term dating

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6' 0" (1.83m)
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Post grad
Has kids
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.

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 for the stated purposes but still love finding the gold among the gravel. 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.

I check match %, photo, height, profile in about that order. But the right message can cut through most of that.
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 forays to the principal cities & sometimes further afield.

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.

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.

Dan Cruickshank: a man born with talents to captivate and charm; that soft, enthusiastic voice enchants and persuades on history and architecture while you hardly notice it's happening.

Someone once said to me you don't want a partner, do you, you want interactive radio 4. That misses the mark but it is true I probably like more time and space alone than your average Wendy. Or maybe I'm just out of practice at connubial living.

The Coen 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, 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. And tango from the Golden Age.

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.

I used to say the music and that I know I lived before I danced but that I just wondered how. Now I guess I reel at how our views can change. I still dance, just only sometimes now.

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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It's all in the answers.
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. You won't expect my email address and understand that if you try to winkle my name from me without waiting until it's freely given then I'll probably lie. Note: provisos and restrictions don't make a jot of difference to the messages people write on a dating site.'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 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.

Or of course you're at least 6'3 with the looks of a fallen angel, dance every classic tango as if it were your last, though you've danced them countless times, are entirely free of the misconceptions and prejudices of that world, are mysteriously unattached and merely seek an accompanying muse in the pursuit of music, movement and oblivion, through the capitals of Europe and in Buenos Aires...

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.