Getting to Know You

Jennifer Renee

I had agreed to meet Peter at Queen St Station in Glasgow. I had been feeling quite apprehensive on the journey from Edinburgh, it was a blind date, although we had previously spoken on the phone.

I turned left out of the station, as he had directed me, to find him waiting (illegally parked) in a rather smart black car. On sliding into the passenger seat I had a good look to see if he matched up to the description - not really - pin striped suit, spiky hair, red glasses! Oh no, very Glaswegian I thought. However, never one to be deterred easily, I decided to defer judgement. ... (continues)