I had agreed to go on a blind date with my brother his wife and the office receptionist who they said was really nice. We agreed to meet up in a Manchester restaurant at 6pm that night,

I got my glad rags on and off I went to the restaurant, I told the Front of house staff I was meeting the ?? Party and he pointed over to the far side of the restaurant; I only saw a large table with a very pretty young lady sat there alone. So marched over said hi I’m John, have the other’s not arrived yet, “No” she said.

I sat down Ordered Drinks and started chatting right away and I thought wow this is nice we have hit it off right away. About ten mins later the others turned up. But to my surprise, it was not my brothers party, they were sat round the corner, I was so embarrassed, made my apologies and exchanged numbers, then went to the other table.

My brother said I was mad and introduced me to the young lady he had fetched, while she was nice I could not stop thinking about the other girl. I know what you all thinking – Did I call her? Yes and we hit it off so much we married and lived together for 27 years.

She passed away 2 years ago now and of course I miss her so much, but sharing this with you has made me smile so much.

Fozziebear.

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