This evening I met up with Sven. I’ve known Sven pushing 2 years via my blog (we first started blogging one another 2 blogs ago in my case and 1 blog ago in his case).
An enjoyable evening. Sven is tall and slim. Unnervingly he looked very like my brother, only fairer, which gave me a shock. He’d been shopping. I’d been at work. I took him to my favourite wine bar in Belgravia. Unfortunately, the waiter I’ve long had a soft-spot for was not on duty, so I wasn’t able to point him out.
But we had a good time.
Two bottles of prosecco (lovely), roasted whole head of garlic, chunky chips with mayo and also deep fried whitebait made up the food.
Among other things we talked about:- work, living abroad, men, shopping, books, writing, food, weight, men, relationships. The strange thing about meeting someone ‘in the flesh’ that you’ve blogged and tweeted for pushing two years is that you have masses of context and already know a lot about them. It’s not as strange as you might think. Hard to describe until you’ve done it.
Of course there are a number of other ‘dearly beloved’ I still need to hook up with, that I’ve known for 2+ years through blogging. This list includes, but is not limited to: Vic, Lula, Ryan, Craig, Daphne and SB.
Photos were taken (on our behalf by people at the next table!) but they’re on Sven’s camera so we won’t have them until he has had a chance to upload them. I did try on my PDA but it didn’t work.