I was thinking recently about Love.  What it has entailed for me in the past.  What it means for me going forward.

During the period of 2000 – 2010, I spent a lot of my time in pubs and pubs would always bring new people, a new bunch of college/univsersity students and it was a feeding ground for meeting new people.

When my local pub closed, the group of friends that I had/have cling to each other from the years of bonding formed in that place.   It cool that we all still hang out, but my social life has somewhat diminshed.

This coupled with the fact that I have moved out into the sticks (Its a quiet town), I have not met any ‘new’ people in over 2 years.

That’s pretty weird.  And I actually like meeting new people.

So I have signed up to groups on the internet that ‘meet-up‘.  I think I have joined 3 or 4 groups.   Some of them are art based groups and others are just meeting people who have similar hobbies and one that is a meetup group for american expats and for people that would like to meet more Americans.

England vs USA

So this was my first attempt in meeting new people.  I had joined an Americans Expats in London forum. I could have watched the game locally with a few friends, but I have been there and done that.  I want to meet new people and expose (oooh  er) myself to more women, so that the world knows that I exist.

I was on the forum of the american expat group, and agreed to meet someone who was travelling up from a similar area to me.   We didnt actually end up meeting till at the venue, but he recognised me and we started chatting about Football, american girlfriends/wives, the venue, the atmosphere.  I dont need to break it all down for you.

But I quite liked going off and doing this on my own.

I ended up talking to a girl in the queue for the bar at half time, and an american couple that were over here on Holiday.  The girl and I were getting on really well, but turns out she was with someone, which I did not find out till after the match had finished and we had been talking for a further 30 mins.  The american ‘couple’ had thought I was in there as ‘we seemed to have something’, but alas.  Ironically, the girl was English.

Just my luck, but I was not out there to pull and conquer, just to be amongst new people.

Lesson 1 achieved