So you like the look of me. You send me a message. We start chatting online. We progress to chatting on the phone. Then you start getting wishy-washy about meeting up. ‘Let’s chat later in the week and make a plan for lunch at the weekend.’ Erm, no. Tell me when and where, and I’ll be there if I’m free. Put it in the diary now.

An ex-boyfriend used to drive me nuts with this sort of thing:

Ex: ‘Would you like to go out tonight?’.

Me: ‘Yes please, that sounds good.’

Ex: ‘What shall we do?’

Me: ‘?!’

BE A MAN!!! Pick the restaurant / activity / bar / whatever. Take the lead. Don’t force something onto me but at least have a solid suggestion. I will probably like it and if I don’t, I will either just go along with it to see if maybe there is something to like after all, or if I really hate it, I’ll let you know… gently.

Mr T&C update: We chatted for half an hour on the phone last night. No squeaky voice or dodgy accent – whew. In fact, he sounds rather nice. Quite intelligent. Maybe a bit nervous. And I’ve had an email from him already today so I must have sounded interesting to him too :-) Now he’s just got to sort himself out and make an arrangement for the weekend…