Guys - Two things to remember - Girls just wanna have fun and also be careful who you marry coz divorce can be like circumcision with a weed whacker...

Well one guess here what my favourite drink is. Would love to be drinking one on a beach somewhere watching the sun set right now...

Anyway, about me. I travelled on and off for about 7 years (I was very ill with the travel bug) before settling back in London. I've lived and worked in Cyprus, Austria, Mallorca, Switzerland, America and Australia (where I even met Harold Bishop) and backpacked Asia too.I've survived 2 earthquakes (well you have to living in San Francisco!) Working as a holiday rep was fantastic fun, and contrary to popular belief, reps do work hard as well as party hard! I did some kickboxing classes in Bangkok so be warned if you make any unwanted advances :) But I've also trained in Thai massage so reason to be nice to me.

I've lived through some horrific experiences - one of the worst was the morning I was getting ready for work, went to put my boots on, put my foot into one of them to realise I left my sock in there. Put my hand in to get it out and pulled out a dead mouse. You've never heard a woman scream like it. Not sure if the cat killed it or the smell of my boot.

I'm currently working in the property industry (no I am NOT an estate agent!) to fund my social life and hobbies. I love getting the adrenalin buzz of racing round a circuit for a day and feeling the G Force like no other. Hoping to go soon again just can't decide whether to race the Lamborghini or the Porsche... As well as this, I love singing and I love chocolate, but I don't feel the need to pick up a flake bar and try and sing seductively about it.

I'm more organised than the opening of terminal 5 but have been known to be spontaneous and certainly don't mind being whisked off for the odd weekend. I love doing the whole pampering thing after a stressful day, sticking my feet in a foot spa and putting a face mask on. It's so relaxing, except the time I realised I'd put hair conditioner on by mistake

On to what I'm looking for. My ideal man would be someone like Mr Muscle - great at cleaning, doesn't talk and lives in the cupboard. I don't have any 'ideal' man just someone who is up for a laugh and doesn't have an ego the size of Britain. I like arrogance about as much as I like getting cramp when I go swimming I do also love having someone to cuddle - there is only so much Haagen Daas can do when you feel sad....So if you think you can make me grin like a cheshire cat in a sardine factory then drop me a line!

Would be great to go to Dans Le Noir in London and dine in the dark which causes severe discombobulation! Heightens the sense of taste. Apparently it's an amazing experience as long as I don't get lost coming back from the toilets and join someone else's table