I’ve been to London for the first time.
And I met a nice, good man.
And went on great dates.
You know the kind of dates where you get to talking and lose all track of time and then it’s the wee hours of the morning all the sudden and you wish you didn’t have to sleep? Well, we got kicked out of Hyde Park Monday night by the cops because we didn’t notice that everybody had left and the park had closed.
It was one of those dates.