What now...ctd....

Mable laughed.  


In he came.  He half smirked at me, suspect I may have looked hungover.  Then said that he was concerned because my car was not on the drive (had left it at the station and got the train to work on Friday) that maybe I had met some bloke and gone back to his house.  Now, I am not sure what this says about him but also what he thinks about me....am I the sort of person to do that??


I am trying really hard to remember the exact order of what went on conversation wise from this point onwards but so much went on, I might get it a bit out of order...


Bert and Mable introduced (Mable still in her pyjamas) Bert starts explaining how he looks after himself to Mable (in a fitness and food sense and no other - in case you were wondering).  Bert explains he has two children, I said Mable also has two children and something about me only have one and no more.  Bert looks very surprised at me, questioned why I would not have anymore, implied that he thought I would.  Explained that Toss Pot and I had always said only one, clearly position has now changed so never say never but very unlikely, especially as Little D nearly five and I would not want a massive age gap.  Bert says I might need to have one quickly then - I think it was more the way he said it.  (I am thinking, yes, maybe but not with you).  Mable brilliantly steps in at this point and says I have more than enough to think about at the moment.


Bert goes on to talk about his daughter and then something so odd happened, this absolute display of arrogance from him which I had never seen before.  I suspect there may have been a bit of "showing off" going on for the purposes of Mable but he was like a peacock, might as well have started strutting up and down the kitchen.


Basically and trying to keep it brief, he mentioned his daughter had her 18th birthday party recently and it was difficult because of the many scantily clad young ladies walking round and apparently a couple of them tried it on with Bert saying he had such a great body.  I think at this point Mable and I exchanged a glance...


Mable asked if daughter had a boyfriend (she was so stirring), he said she had until just before Christmas, the guy was not nice to her, cheated on her, wrote not nice things on FB - which is not a nice thing to do and I agree that naturally, as a parent you would be upset and hacked off about this.  However, Bert went on to say that he basically made this guys life really difficult, has connections, ensured he did not get his promotion at work, went round to speak to him and his parents....  really went to town with the whole I will protect what is mine, will go to any lengths, very territorial, brought up in a certain way to respect women etc.  It was all very weird.


Bert then said to Mable, "has she told you how old I am" (not sure what the implication was here).  Mable (how I love her) just looked at him and said "I can see how old you are!" I did actually burst out laughing....


So I tried to placate the situation by saying yes she knows and he looks all pleased "what else have you said about me"  I said nothing and Mable says "just that you are the builder from next door and you need to use the garden" :)


Bert seemed mortified at how much I had had to drink last night, 3 wines and 6 vodkas.... do not think this was appalling for a night out on the piss.... maybe it has changed his view of me.......*hopes*


Bert then decides to go and shakes Mable's hand to say good bye, at this point i was routing around in the under stairs cupboard for a carrier bag for Mable.  As he comes past me he puts his hands (yes plural) on my shoulders and back and says he will see me later......... *shiver*


Start getting ready to leave to walk to collect car and walk Mable to station when Bert knocks on the door again, asks me about the light in the lounge (might be back later to fix it for me).  Asked when I was at home next week, explained am not as have to work somewhere else (true), he says "You mean I have to wait an entire week before I see you again" I said "I am sure you will survive" and then something about him finding entertainment with another housewife - I said this as I walked off to get my bag, he then said to Mable "I think she might be fishing" to which Mable, very heroically said "I don't think she is the one who is fishing is she?"  I was nearly wetting myself with laughter in the lounge, Bert looked completely flummoxed by this and had no idea what to say.  Mabel you are the best.


He has called since and is now not coming to do the light as is caught up somewhere else - shame.


So I think it is fair to say that nothing is working.  Mable has confirmed I did not lead him on, say or do anything wrong but the arrogance in him indicates he thinks he is on to a winner.  And now it would seem expects us to have a baby.  Still not actually asked me out so I can't say no - I am now wondering if this is his plan, he suspects I will say no if he asks so is just not asking,  I expect I will just come home one night and he will have moved in......


Hot Guy, I think you and your pants might be required....