by Valerie O'Riordan

Well, it turns out that prawn crackers aren't actually vegetarian - there's honest-to-goodness prawns in there. He spent the entire night in the bathroom with his fingers down his throat, just in case any tough old crustaceans were hanging on in to pollute his moral system. Whatever. I drank two bottles of wine - on my own - and ate both the main courses, and a bowl of ice-cream, and then they gave me two of those little minty chocolates in green foil - you know? So even if we could find a restaurant for next time, I'd never fit into my second-date dress. I don't know, I guess he's still in there, flossing or something, probably.


Valerie O'Riordan, author of Oh Baby, blogs here.