7on started a neat thread, asking advice on how to handle a first date (https://forums.macrumors.com/threads/177914/). And it set me thinking of my own first dates and how they had gone; some woefully turned to custard and others were good, but not memorable (chat, dinner, your place or mine etc). And I would be interested to swap experiences with others on what they consider as their best first dates. Me, I'm not interested in how long anything continued afterwards or the more intimate details, just the elements of what made everything so good.
My own, for what it is worth, involved a research registrar at the hospital we both worked at some few years ago. In fact, I was sort of supervising her. We got friendly and quite close on a day-by-day basis and she suggested that we go and visit an historic castle (here in the UK), called Hever, where Anne Boleyn was brought up. It was all brilliant - she had made a picnic, the day was sunny and warm and we strolled through the castle and its grounds for a few hours just chatting, laughing and being ---- interested in the history of the place and exploring everything, including ourselves. There were no expectations of anything apart from a good day out and that is what it was. In the evening, on the way back, we stopped for dinner (yup, the chat chat chat) in a pub and it turned into a total comedy show from the other people eating there and laughed ourselves almost sick. I dropped her off at her home, went back to mine and phoned her up and three hours later we got off the phone, as daylight was breaking and I went to sleep. I don't think anything I am likely to meet again could come up to that perfection.
And, for the record, everthing took off after that and went high-octane for a few years and then it ran out of petrol, as it sometimes does.
My own, for what it is worth, involved a research registrar at the hospital we both worked at some few years ago. In fact, I was sort of supervising her. We got friendly and quite close on a day-by-day basis and she suggested that we go and visit an historic castle (here in the UK), called Hever, where Anne Boleyn was brought up. It was all brilliant - she had made a picnic, the day was sunny and warm and we strolled through the castle and its grounds for a few hours just chatting, laughing and being ---- interested in the history of the place and exploring everything, including ourselves. There were no expectations of anything apart from a good day out and that is what it was. In the evening, on the way back, we stopped for dinner (yup, the chat chat chat) in a pub and it turned into a total comedy show from the other people eating there and laughed ourselves almost sick. I dropped her off at her home, went back to mine and phoned her up and three hours later we got off the phone, as daylight was breaking and I went to sleep. I don't think anything I am likely to meet again could come up to that perfection.
And, for the record, everthing took off after that and went high-octane for a few years and then it ran out of petrol, as it sometimes does.
