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That time I nearly spilled my wine & in an attempt to recover the glass, scorched my sleeve on the romantically lit candle 🤦🏻‍♀️

I went out to dinner with my date, we had a few drinks first so by the time I got to the restaurant I was desperate for the toilet which was upstairs, my date sat at the bar while I made my way to the toilet. I got in the cubicle and I was wearing a playsuit so in order to go to the toilet I had to get out of the playsuit first. I was trying to undo the zip but it was stuck fast, I tried desperately over and over again, there was nobody else in the toilets so I couldn’t ask anyone either. I was so desperate I thought I was going to have an accident, made even worse by the fact the toilet was right in front of me, I finally got the zip down and the relief was huge! When I went back downstairs to the restaurant my date was nowhere to be seen as they had shown him to the table as I had been missing that long, his face was like thunder he said he’d been waiting ages for me, I felt so bad the whole meal was VERY awkward, I tried to explain but the damage was done!!

It wasn't a first date, but only about the 3rd. The gentleman was coming to pick me up for lunch. Prior to getting ready I was on the sofa, my phone needed charging, the nearest plug was behind the sofa so I lent over and put my arm down the gap between the sofa and wall. All of a sudden my knees slipped on the leather sofa and I was trapped. My right arm was trapped in the gap, my left arm trapped underneath me. I had no leverage to get my arm out.. I was completely stuck and overwhelmed by images of dying undiscovered! I was stuck for nearly an hour. Luckily, when my date arrived I started to shout. He jumped the fence, got in through the kitchen and saved me. I was so bruised and humiliated... But now we laugh! 

Took my date to nandos and bowling and on the way home drivign i got completly lost and ended up having to ring my dad to come fetch us as i didnt know where we where , back in the day befroe sat navs and mobiles lol

It all started with a dating app profile picture. He was holding a kitten! Instant win, right? So, I, a self-proclaimed cat lady, swiped right faster than you can say “meow.” We matched, chatted, and decided to meet for coffee.
He suggested a place downtown. I arrived, scanned the tables, and spotted him. He looked…different. The kitten-holder had transformed into a guy who looked like he hadn’t slept in days and was wearing a shirt that had definitely seen better ones. Okay, no big deal, maybe he just had a rough week.
We ordered our coffees, and the conversation started off okay. We talked about work, hobbies, the usual first-date stuff. Then, he leaned in conspiratorially and said, “So, I have to tell you something about that picture…”
My heart did a little flutter. Was he going to tell me he rescued the kitten? That he volunteers at a shelter? Nope. “That’s not my cat,” he whispered. “It was a prop. My friend’s cat. I’m allergic.”
I blinked. “You’re…allergic?”
He nodded miserably. “Yeah. But I figured girls like cats, so…”
Just then, his nose started twitching. He pulled out a tissue and sneezed. Not a cute sneeze. A full-body, honking, eyes-watering sneeze. And then another. And another. He was a sneeze machine!
I, trying to be polite, patted him awkwardly on the back as he descended into a sneezing fit of epic proportions. Finally, between sneezes, he croaked, “I…think…I…need…antihistamines…”
I, suppressing laughter, managed to say, “I think you do. Maybe…we should cut this short?”
He nodded, eyes streaming, and practically ran out of the cafe, leaving me with the bill and the image of a sneezing, cat-allergic man burned into my memory.
I paid, walked home, and updated my profile to say, “Must own cat AND be able to breathe around them.”
The end (and a very funny, if slightly disastrous, beginning).

I took a guy to wetherspoons one in the noughties for a burger and a pint because I fancied him. I’d been seeing more than usual and unbeknownst to me at that time, I had a pretty bad yeast infection.  I felt some discomfort in that area and a tiny bit of pee came out. It litterally stank of fish and wetherspoons reeked, being the classy gal that I am, I told him what was wrong and he was fine with it. Good old south wales 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 

My worst first date. It actually started fantastically. We were hitting it off, sharing stories about toxic coworkers. So I absolutely roasted former boss. Like tore into him real good. Mid-laugh, I got hit with, “Wait, where did you work?”

Well, turns out I’d just spent 10 minutes trashing my date’s father. We tried to play it cool, but there was no coming back from that. We shook hands goodbye. :(

Hi met my husband when we were both serving in the RAF , he was on guard duty whilst I was working in the guadroom , our friends decided to lock us in the cell until we start to talk to each other , we arranged to meet that night but I fell asleep , we met again the following evening it was valentine's day , he made me a handmade card , I knew he was a keeper then , we have been married now for 33 years

Coming home from one of our first dates together, we got on the last train to get home, but it was the wrong one! We ended up spending the night trying to sleep in Sheffield station before giving up and walking around the city centre until the cafes opened for breakfast. We must have had a good time as we’re still together 18 years later.

When i was 17 I drove my date to go tenpin bowling. All went well till I was taking him home. I flooded the car and had to call my dad to help. He came and took the lad home as it was a bit away...we didn't speak after that!!

I went ice skating on a date and ended up in A&E after cracking the cartilage in my knee. Not the romantic night I was hoping for.

I went on a date to a mystery film night, thinking we’d guessed the film. We got it totally wrong and we absolutely HATED the film. It’s still the worst I’ve ever seen. 🤣 

I once went on a date with a guy and found out he was a travel agent. Naturally, when he went to the toilet, I texted my flatmate:

"He’s a travel agent! That’s great. That means free holidays. Ha ha."

Except I didn’t send it to my flatmate. I sent it to him.

When he got back, he looked at me, confused. "I don’t understand your message?"

Neither did I, to be honest. I tried to laugh it off, but the damage was done.

Strangely, I never saw him again. And I never got my free holiday.

I once took her to an art gallery, not realising she was partially sighted.

Luckily one of the events was actually based on Opera, and we ended up having a great time! 

I was getting ready to meet a guy that I had fancied for ages, when I accidentally dropped my curling tongs down the front of my dressing gown and burned my boob. Ouch!
It was extremely painful but, being a brave soldier, I went out anyway and numbed the pain with alcohol. As the night went on, the agony became unbearable so I made my excuses and went to the ladies to check on my injuries. Terrifyingly, I realised that my nipple was fused to the lace on my bra. In a wild panic I did the worst thing possible - I ripped off my bra and, to my absolute horror, my nipple came off with it - Yikes!
So there I was, crying in a toilet, with only one nipple and my 'hot date' waiting outside without a clue what was going on.
My story has a happy ending though. My date very calmly took me to casualty in a taxi and held my hand as we waited to see the doctor. In the end, the date went so well that 30 years later we're still together and everything's in working order - in fact I've breastfed two of his babies since then! It just goes to show, no matter how unromantic the circumstances, you can't stop true love!

Plans for a relaxed night in straight after having been away for a few days - turned up with my date to find out my lodger had eaten and drunk everything I’d set aside, and had also left the bin overflowing. Date took the bin out while I made cocktails with cordial and random spirits.

We now make ‘squash cocktails’ every year to celebrate!

Not sure I ever technically went on a date. Me and my (now wife) just clicked (first girlfriend) and carried on from there.

It is my funniest date story but not really funny at all and not at all true. But well, it would be nice to win £100 gift voucher. Hopefully, as it is written just before the cut-off point not many will waste their time reading it. 

Yes, well, a friend offered me what I thought was a prune from a small bag gripped in their hand. I accepted: however, my expectations were disappointed because it turned out to be a date... I much prefer prunes or dried apricots (high in Iron, I believe or am I wrong?). I did warn you. “Is that the best you can do?“ I hear you say. Well, actually, sorry, yes, it is. Oh dear. My excuse is I am a worn out family carer...Another day tomorrow—same as the last.