Well I want to break free of the confines of my box and say...I'm a real person! I'm typing this at 6pm on Sunday March 11th as a pointless FA cup tie plays itself out in another room (well on the TV actually, my lounge is not THAT big!) and my sister disappears with my Dyson that she's borrowing because hers is broken and whilst one of the cats tries to tear the other's tail off and redesign him as a Manx!
Let's move swiftly to my good-ish points: I'm a genuine type of bloke who is certainly not looking for some shallow meaningless flaky kind of relationship; I have minimal baggage by virtue of the fact that my ex-wife lives in Spain and we haven't got any kids. I have super-flexibilty as regards my work and my time as I'm self employed (in an offbeat offshoot of the legal profession) and get to choose my own hours; being your own boss means never having to say :you're fired! I am currently in lengthy negotiations with myself for a decent break at Easter :-)
If I were a small Scottish village I would be Inverkeithing; If I were a lightbulb I would be a Tesco Own Brand bayonet fitting, three to a packet type; If I were a harlequin I would be a harlequin; If I were taller I would be ducking through low doorways; If I were on a space hopper I would be a bloody idiot; If I were a biscuit I would probably be a bourbon...or possibly a Jaffa Cake just so I could provoke a long and heated discussion as to whether I should be classified as a biscuit at all! (Your thoughts on this topic would be welcome).
Sticking with snacks, I eat plenty of celery, dates and yoghurt and apparently I am quite noisy when eating crisps so obviously I'm far short of perfect. But, as Grace Jones once sang, I'm perfect for you. Possibly. By the way, that reference may be slightly obscure but don't worry because I can rustle up a compilation of forgotten 80's music at the drop of a fedora. Or a snood (remember them?)
What else? Well I got into boxing last autumn and do at least 30 minutes a day. It's one of the few ways of keeping fit that doesn't bore me to tears. I cycle. I walk my two rescue dogs, religiously, every day. (Don't worry I don't wear a full cassock and bishop's pointy hat.)
I can cook, play the drums and bleed a radiator but not simultaneously. If I said I loved Bridget Jones, 'I will Survive' and Desperate Housewives you would immediately know I was lying through my teeth.
So I wont. Off the top of my head I will go: American Beauty, Roxy Music and CSI, but those three represent the tip of an iceberg of Titanic proportions. In other words I like a lot of stuff, but lengthy lists are a pain to type and a pain to plough through for you. But if you have the patience then see below.
Anyhoo, I'm looking to meet someone within say 25 miles of Chester (my last relationship was long distance and it does put a big strain on things from the outset) and preferably with a pound that they can lend me to put in a Tesco trolley. You will get it back I promise. So if I seem just the right side of the interesting/crazy line, then feel free to message me. If I'm the wrong side then you stopped reading hours ago. (By the way, your call may be monitored and used for training purposes. The level of interest in a relationship may fall as well as rise. No animals were hurt during the drafting of this profile.)
I am Gelogenic, Rammsteinian, and Undaunted