I'm beginning to get a complex about my failure to secure bookings on a Friday. I just never seem to seal the deal.
Last week was the same, did all the research, called/texted/emailled 3 pro$$ies the day before about an incall. Nothing, nada, squat!
Anyway, back to today, after popping half a bluey at 12noon, I duly made my way over to BS5, Greenbank, arriving 5 minutes early for a 1pm punt to see Lili as I previously posted.
Texts went as follows:
RH: I'm a bit early, text when you are ready with the house number
Lili: Hello, OK, Give me 5 mins
(15 minutes later)
Lili: Hey, you still coming?
RH: Yes, you never told me the house number!
Lili: Oh OK, i texted you , must be a problem with the line
(still no house number)
8 minutes passed and I got fed up waiting as the spidy senses were tingling.
Lili: 67a please knock darling
By which time I had left the area.
Lili: Come on, I texted you 5 times the number and I call but you no answer (I was driving by that time). you are playing with me darling I was waiting for you 20mins at the door in heels.
So, I'm annoyed and red faced to boot from the after effects of the blue pill.
I'll file this under 'When Will I Ever Learn', and probably not bother with Fridays again. After nearly 30 yrs punting you would have thought I'd have learned by now...

Happy hunting.