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43 London, UK Woman


I’m looking for

  • Everyone
  • Ages 30–45
  • Near me
  • For new friends

My Details

Last Online
Dec 15, 2013
5′ 7″ (1.70m)
Body Type
When drinking
Atheism, and laughing about it
Graduated from masters program
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Seeing Someone
Relationship Type
Likes dogs and likes cats
English (Fluently), French (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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When a mid-life crisis becomes a permanent state of uncertainty, the lizard-brain has its day and draws the line. Another line and another line, and life is a scribble of pain on the bomb-proof windows of the money palace. Cut or run - I ran and ran.

Now I'm stretching my naked feet in the Nigerian sun, counting the colours of the bougainvillea, and the lizard-brain is content. Writing a book, reading a hundred, making my own bread and butter, making no money at all.

Soon I've got to go back to London, but I swear by the one perfect moment I had last week down at the pool at sunset, I will never set foot on the Jubilee line in rush hour again.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Trying to say something meaningful about chaos, madness and degenerative art. With tentacles.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Sounding pretentious when I'm being honest, which is NAGL for a would-be writer.
The first things people usually notice about me
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Nothing. I'm a slow burner.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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The Changeover, Bladerunner, Deadwood, Kings of the Wild Frontier, satsumas
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Food, water, air, clothes, scissors, one true friend.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
This week I been mostly thinking about how you'd have got from Tredegar to Bristol in the early hours of 26th January 1939, if you were being chased by an alien and carrying a giant bomb.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
On my way somewhere for le weekend.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I'll tell all, but this ain't the place.
You should message me if
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You feel like it, you don't mind waiting a long time for an answer that may never come (I'm not active on OKC tbh), or you know a lot about the 1930s.

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