Well the date on Friday night clearly went well. There's lots about the soaring music and the rest, as well as the intimate diner-a-deux afterwards, and a desire for a further meeting this coming week.
No mention of sex, though, so they are both clearly ganging warily, as we Scots say. I feel it can only be a question of time. As far as the young man is concerned, the girl is " the One". What she thinks about him I have no idea, but he is certainly extremely soppy, which may - or may not - go down well. From what I gather, girls nowadays are as macho as the men, so this may not be the way to her heart.
Hang on - she's clearly just invited him to her place for supper on Wednesday. His email is accepting with alacrity. And he assures her he is not allergic to anything, just not desperately keen on coconut. Hm, no Thai meal then.
So the old adage about the way to a man's heart is through his stomache clearly still holds good in popular imagination. Someone once told me this was rubbish. The way to treat a man was like a carpet - lay him right first time and you never had any trouble with him ever after.
I did hear quite a nice thing about a couple who are getting married.
Not having many pennies, and really really wanting a new bathroom, they have put their wedding list at B&Q.