I've had a wonderful life so far. Am blessed with a great sense of humour, excellent education, travelled all over and could write a book about 'loos' around the world. I am an inventive cook, I sharpen my own chainsaw, bait my own hook. I sew, crochet, knit, change my own oil and filter, and have zero interest in men with bloated egos. If you are looking for a lady, you just found one. Postscript: I do have a wicked sense of humour, and it erupts without provocation or contrition. (haha).My Ideal Person: Spontaneously humourous. Intelligent, but not pompous. Affectionate, but not overbearing or clingy. Generous with his knowledge, his time, his smile, and his arms. I love the smell of a man, and I love the strength of a man. Teach me something. Tell me stories. Help me put together a "Some assembly needed" storage thingie. Sit on the floor in a Hallmark Card store with me and read out loud all the funny cards.

Start out bungee jumping off a railway bridge. Quick snack whilst re-reading War and Peace. Off to the dentist for mutual root canals. On the way home, memorizing 25 pages of the dictionary. Finish off the afternoon finding out what toothpicks under the fingernails really feels like. Early evening, just sitting and listening to our hair grow. Evening - finishing off a bottle of Clan McGregor scotch and telling lewd and bawdy jokes to one another. My wicked sense of humour chipping in again..... sorry! I have no idea what an ideal date is - I just want to feel 'wiggly' again.