Without dooyoo and ciao I would not have met some really cool people. But one of them is my favorite, the gorgeous Caroline Ridley - Duff, member name 'moistbabe', a name that reflects her mischievous sense of humor - not her sex life. Actually it may reflect her sex life but she is married with two gorgeous kids and not letting on. I love the fact she just didn't care what people think or judge her as by calling her self a sexline name. It is she I want to send my dooyoo letter to. When you connect with someone in life and they 'get you' then you have to keep being friends if you cant be lovers. She is smart, pretty, has a lovely figure (for her age)and a top writer, here and on facebook, her dry and creative posts always fun and informative. She has already penned a novel and bakes a mean cake and a really hippy with crafts. I am going to enter her for Bake-off next year but she doesn't know about that yet. No doubt there will be a craft version of that show and so put her in that too. She is a non nonsense Yorkshire girl and would win it with a smile and brusk put down or two. If Mary Berry didn't like her Superman cake then spalt!
She is married to a very intelligent lefty husband and they have produced two stunning kids. There is no way I could have done better although if I had the kids they would be into sport and not hippy music. I'm deciding whether to woo her next year and she remains typically enigmatic and spacey in that very Yorkshire way. She has no side to her and always makes me laugh. That's rare for women. I know we would get on and be very silly is we are of one. What she makes of me she never really lets on but I think there is something here. The weird thing is with Caroline is I'm sure we have met before when we were on Filey beach near Scarborough in the 1970s. There was this little blonde girl in polka-dot swimsuit building sandcastles and she was tipping sand into another girls ear, I presume her sister. 30-years later I'm bloody sure that girl was our Caroline. I probably fell for her right there and then on that beach and no doubt two chalets down at Butlins! And before you say anything we were both the same age then, and now.
I know Caroline left here three years ago and no longer does ciao but she is super talented at many things and Im sure she will get her own craft & bake show on ITVbe soon. She is the third girl that I really really liked I let get away from me, the other being the smoldering Nuria Simon from Barcelona and Debbie Kerr from school, although didn't get up the courage to ask her out. She had big tits. Thats all I remember. That was enough at 15.
So thank you Caroline for humoring me, and to any other women I flirted with. Mostly my Ding Dong approach was for rates and never meant to be forward or offensive. Its just that way I am around women. I like them to feel pretty, young and smart and always will big them up that way. If anyone did find it offensive I'm baffled why.
If you ask me whom I would write a letter to, it would be my close relatives who died. Because I have no beliefs, if anyone dies, I would believe that I can never see them again. If I do write a letter to a died family member, it would be my grandad. I miss him so much and so wants to talk to him again. I will be even happier if I can get a reply. Because that means I might see him again when I die. And this thought makes me so happy sometimes. I hate to hear how someone died because I just couldn't believe in the existence of heaven. So if I may write letters to him I write it all the time.