tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post5745893568979914088..comments2023-10-12T09:01:50.846+01:00Comments on RURAL VILLAGER: The most embarrassing thing that I did . . . . .Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05596425511240774220noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-61077577011621957362008-07-08T05:57:00.000+01:002008-07-08T05:57:00.000+01:00What an exciting life you lead!What an exciting life you lead!Mopsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17912659592484055741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-24457126217896721572008-07-04T13:45:00.000+01:002008-07-04T13:45:00.000+01:00Sorry a Sheep Farmer did not come along for you!Sorry a Sheep Farmer did not come along for you!Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05596425511240774220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-18998354225015019992008-07-04T13:09:00.000+01:002008-07-04T13:09:00.000+01:00Goodness Lindsay, I was doing much the same at muc...Goodness Lindsay, I was doing much the same at much the same time, except that I had a small daughter. Sorry about Mr Sheep Farmer but at least you had a happy ending.<BR/><BR/>My favourites (only for the comedy value) were the Mexican psychologist, who was returning home to Mexico the very next day - for ever, (so why was he bothering?) and the 'magazine editor' who, in fact, produced a handprinted bulletin for stamp collectors. He came complete with bottle bottom glasses and was very, very short. We went for a drink and the whole experience was so embarrassing that I had to phone my flatmate to come and rescue me. She could barely suppress her laughter when she arrived and has never, ever let me forget. <BR/><BR/>No happy Dateline ending for me, I'm afraid. As a birthday card I sent my mum years ago said: 'No Mother, I haven't met Mr Right, but I have met Mr Cheap, Mr Rude and Mr Married.'60GoingOn16https://www.blogger.com/profile/14216400213406672396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-10107172287258359502008-07-03T04:20:00.000+01:002008-07-03T04:20:00.000+01:00Dang girl, Your ruthless. LOL. I was dating someon...Dang girl, Your ruthless. LOL. I was dating someone and I just moved without telling him. I've been feeling bad for 18 years now.Mignonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15376735298564653114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-67392889279514180082008-07-02T22:57:00.000+01:002008-07-02T22:57:00.000+01:00Bad girl! Tee hee. So glad it all worked out well....Bad girl! Tee hee. So glad it all worked out well.Liz Hindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04646532093872561703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-84682614823472195542008-07-02T22:28:00.000+01:002008-07-02T22:28:00.000+01:00Priceless story, thanks for making us all chuckle!...Priceless story, thanks for making us all chuckle!!walter and mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03654023053222721637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-37197965491331120882008-07-02T17:49:00.000+01:002008-07-02T17:49:00.000+01:00What a brilliant story! I love stories like that, ...What a brilliant story! I love stories like that, especially ones with big whoppers which misfire but have happy endings!<BR/>I can only imagine the embarrassment at having Sheep Farmer turn up unannounced!<BR/>I'm glad you married Nice Name. Having a nice name certainly helps:-)Lane Mathiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08147122748453850264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3187771612161570403.post-84824081778868695462008-07-02T14:35:00.000+01:002008-07-02T14:35:00.000+01:00Oh Lindsay, what a lovely story. I'm so glad that ...Oh Lindsay, what a lovely story. I'm so glad that you met your True Love and that it all worked out. I'm sure Sheep Farmer later met a Mrs Sheep Farmer of his own and forgave you - all's fair in love and war, as I keep telling myself!DD's Diaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05398659302311180518noreply@blogger.com