Timeleft: a solo date, but not on my own.
A solo date without spending the evening on my own. Two Wednesday dinners, two different groups and an honest verdict on Timeleft.
Solo Dates in October: Frida, a Fleeting Friendship and Losing My Voice
A friend joined me for Frida, I met Robyn on a solo 10k walk, and Jill Scott left me without a voice. October’s plans changed. I’m very glad I went.
Solo Dates in September: Gongs, Gravy and One Actual Date
This month’s solo dates involved a sound bath, Sunday politics, an excellent roast dinner and one actual date that didn’t require two weeks of pointless texting.