FP and I took ourselves off to see the new James Bond film, Quantum of Solace. It's really very good (although probably not as good as Casino Royale). Gemma Arterton is lovely in it as Strawberry Fields.
We nipped out for a couple of pints afterwards and, typical of my luck, a girl that appeared to be RB was in the pub. I say "appeared", because for the entire time myself and FP were in the pub, she was sat talking to a friend with her back to me and not once did she turn her head, get up to go for a smoke or use the ladies facilities. I would say that I was 90% positive it was her, though, given the small amount I know about RB... same hairstyle (I think) and colour, a similar handbag to the one I remember RB carrying and same shoes. This isn't conclusive, of course, but as I said, I'm fairly confident it was her.
We drank up and left, though. I didn't say anything to FP about it until it was too late and he suggested that I'd said something, even if it mean hanging around for another drink to see if it was her. I should have done that, in hindsight.
Anyway, that's done and dusted. I can't do anything about that. I do have a number to call this afternoon about a potential change in linving conditions. That could open up a lot of possibilities as I'd be more likely to be pro-active in the online dating thing, for example, once I get out of here into somewhere else.
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