The Russians Are Coming...

Or it could be the Americans. I’m not sure.

Yup, I’ve had message from one of our Russian lovelies who is from Stafford, VA, US. She instantly apologises for this and reports that she's actually from Russia and made a mistake when filling in her profile details (like you do). She even supplies a web address where I can see some pictures (yes, she’s fully clothed - you bunch of perverts!) of a remarkably attractive woman (wearing an American football sports top). Naturally, I don’t believe a single word of it, which is a shame, as I’m sure there are genuine Russian ladies searching for their soulmate out there.

However, I have received a real message from a real person – an American girl living and working Scotland. I have mentioned her before in a previous blog and we’ve e-mailed each other a few times, eventually bypassing the Match.com system due to her accidentally revealing her e-mail address in one of her replies.

But what surprises me the most about her is that her replies are frequent and could almost have been written by me. Her sense of humour is pretty much the same as me, her interests are similar (with enough still to make her different) and she seems amazingly honest and open. I think it definitely paid to be more open and honest from her initial contact and admit to what I’m looking for.

Whilst I’m always on the look out for that banana skin and readying myself to fall sharply flat on my face (after all she’s probably in contact with other blokes) there’s something I really can’t put my finger here. I hesitate to say it, but for the first time with this Internet dating lark, I can’t stop thinking about her and I think I’m well and truly smitten. I just hope I don’t go and make a complete and utter arse of myself and mess it all up.