Last night I almost ended up on someone else's blind date... I was sitting in a bar waiting for a friend who was running a bit late. Enjoying a glass of wine and checking my mobile for the time, in walks this good-looking guy - tall with dark hair and incredible eyes - he catches my eye, smiles and starts walking directly towards me. Immediately I feel electric shockwaves running through my body, like I have just been hit by lightning. The one or two seconds that it took him to walk over to me felt like an eternity and I was thinking 'Wow, this is just like in the movies... a random meeting (in slow motion, of course), love at first sight, (perhaps a few complications along the way to add a little suspension) and then happily ever after!'

Well, Mr Happily Ever After comes over and asks me if I am Susan's friend Lisa. For a fraction of a second I just wanted to say that I was Lisa, and yes, this was our date... but of course I did not say that... I just said no and smiled at him - secretely hoping that he would just forget about Lisa and ask if he could join me for a drink or two or three... Instead he looked a bit embarrassed (and very cute) and swiftly turned around and walked off to find his real blind date.

Did he find her? I don't know, he probably did. Now I am playing with the thought of having had the guts to pretend to be Lisa - at least for a few minutes... Ok, I know it would have been terribly wrong to have pretended to be Lisa, and it is not my style to hijack someone else's blind date. And it would have been tricky not knowing what he already knew about Lisa and talking about our 'friend Susan'. But I don't think it is ever wrong to daydream a little about what could have happened... hopefully for Lisa and this guy, happily ever after have already started. If not, then meet me at the same place at the same time next Friday. I will be at the same table waiting... :)