I like this also as it is very true.

I like Latin American/Spanish. One of the most played CDs in my car is one I bought in Spain in 1998. It is "Trio Los Panchos y Edie Gormez". Some super love songs on it. Helps that I speak a little Spanish.

My favourite composer is Frederic Chopin. Also like opera particularly Verdi and Puccini.

Interesting thread this and some of the comments are amusing

For me, a man has to be kind, compassionate, truthful and respectful. It does not matter whether he is a rich man or a poor man. As for looks, great if he is nice looking as well but looks are only skin deep - beauty is in the eye of the beholder

At least some common interests are a big plus.

People tend to be very materialistic these days and don't see that there are far more important things in life. Sometimes it can take a tragedy to teach you that. I nearly lost my son when he was 15. Thankfully he is well now thanks to the skill of our doctors and the greatest gift of all from my brother - a kidney - the gift of life because without it my son may not be here now. Even after donating a kidney, my brother, a truly kind and generous person in the true sense regularly donates blood so he can help other people.

He is not the best looking guy in the world and women tend to pass him by. They are missing someone who would treat them like a queen. My brother has never married. He got hurt very badly when he was younger. He's 61 now and has resigned himself to being alone which is so sad.

He hasn't got a PC and despite my nagging at him to get one and get on the dating sites, he refuses.

If I could wave a magic wand for him I would. He really does deserve love and happiness in his life.

This man said all he really wants is to love and be loved in return but to me, he's going about it in totally the wrong way then wonders why none of his relationships have ever lasted.

He's forgotten (or never realised) that most women need the emotional side first. He thinks that by going to bed quickly that the woman will instantly fall in love with him.

Unless he changes his attitude he's going to end up a very lonely man and yes, he definitely needs to learn respect.

I joined Mingle for the dating site. Now I come on for the forums. There's always something in here that makes me laugh and cheers me up

To the OP, I think the guy sounds very controlling. I said "Bye now" to a similar one yesterday

Might be true for some women but definitely not for me. It is a double edged sword. I'm 55 don't look it as you can see from my pic but I have more grey hair than red so dye it these days and I wear partial dentures. Does this bother me, yes it does and I have to give myself a mental shake and think the poor guy is probably just as worried about himself, probably got grey hair, dentures, is bald/going bald etc etc., but at the end of the day we all grow older and in any case, it's what's inside that counts.

My son is only 25 and like his father he's gone prematurely bald. Does it worry him and put the girls off? No.

Patrick Stewart who plays the part of Captain Jean Luc Picard in Star Trek, The Next Generation is bald and in my opinion is one of the sexiest men around :)

It was bad enough losing my husband last year, but to lose 3 in close succession - I can't even begin to imagine how my friend feels. Her Mum died of a heart attack in her sleep. My friend says she died of a broken heart which I also think as she and her husband had been married for many years and they, even in old age, never fell out of love with each other. I met them a few times and it was so obvious they loved each other deeply.

I'm happy that they're together again forever. It's my friend I'm worried about as she was very close to both of them, especially her Mum.

As for this man, I still wonder if there was something in that coffee and given his liking for "adventure and experimenting" I wouldn't have put it past him but I'll never know. Just glad I refused that second cup of coffee. Yesterday, I was in command, on my own territory, feeling 100% well (apart from still having one arm in plaster) so was able to weigh him up properly. It was a definite case of "Bye now".

The fire could evaporate the water and make steam but sooner or later it would have fizzled out. In his case, the water drowned the fire LOL.

There were a couple of times he showed a side I don't like. Struck me as a person who always has to be right. He's a good guitarist and plays a lot of gigs. I also play the guitar (learner but not too bad). I remarked that perhaps one day I'd maybe get good enough to play alongside him. He snapped back "No!" then added "Probably jam sessions where you only have to play three chords".

I thought "Hmm. Nasty". I won't be put down like that.

Then there was his impatience with my dog and my cats, yet he says he likes animals???

There were other things during the afternoon he said that I didn't particularly like and, of course, he took a liberty with my person which went down like a lead balloon with me.

I'm glad I had the second meeting though because I also learned a lot about myself. I learned that my initial instincts were spot on despite my feeling ill (and I still have a suspicion as to WHY I started to feel so ill that day) and that with all the trauma I've been through in the last year it's made me a much stronger person. I'm not afraid to say "no", this is not for me. I can wait for the right man to come along (hopefully). I'm definitely not going to rush into any relationship just because I'm on my own.

What I have decided to do though is have a holiday abroad later this year with my best friend (a divorcee) who's had a terrible time lately. She's lost her father, step-father and last week her Mum died suddenly. I am going to the funeral next week. All this has happened in the space of 8 weeks and she is devasted

And KLC

I absolutely do not want to be anyone's experiment either. What I want is someone who'll treat me with love and respect and I can do the same in return.

After yesterday's meeting, I thought on that film 9 1/2 weeks. Had I got into a relationship with that man, I couldn't help but think it could have ended the same way (shudders).

There's plenty of kind, decent men out there and one day I hope I will meet the right man.

Exactly and in the long run it wouldn't do him much good either so I ended it before it started and I have no regrets about that.

Light :)

He was very clear that he wanted more than friends but I got the distinct impression that he's confusing lust with love. He seems to think that by jumping into bed, the love will come later. Doesn't happen that way, at least not for me.

Also got the feeling that he could be very controlling - he's a Scorpio and I'm a Sagittarian and as is my nature, I won't be controlled by anyone, nor am I going to fall into the trap of getting into the first relationship that comes along just because I'm on my own.

I want a relationship that is based on love and mutual respect and I'm prepared to wait for that and if it doesn't happen I'm also quite happy living on my own :)

When I first joined this forum I wrote a thread about a man I met. To quickly recap, I did not feel well and cut the meeting short. Also he was too "touchy-feely" for my liking.

Anyway, we resumed writing and texting and met again today this time on my territory. Although we did have a very pleasant day, I came to the conclusion that he is definitely not for me. I sat opposite him all the time except for the last 10 minutes. This time he did have a grope - and was quickly told "hands off". He knew I meant it by my tone of voice.

He went home and texted me to let me know he'd got home OK and that he'd e-mailed me (he lives quite a distance away). I have e-mailed back and told him there will be no relationship. I was kind about it and wished him well for the future.

Although we have a lot in common, for me there was no chemistry and never will be. I also have self-respect and won't jump into bed with anyone, and I won't compromise that. He did say he was very adventurous and experimental in bed and that set warning bells clanging with me. I want a LOVING relationship, not treated as a piece of meat by this man or any other. I don't want second best and anything with this man would be just that - second best and I deserve better than that.

I do hope he meets someone more like himself and can be happy.

As for me, I've got him out from under my skin and feel I can now move on.

Ha! I like American men having worked with them some years ago in the UK oil industry. Unfortunately, the town I live in now doesn't have many American men in my age group

Here in the UK we have a lot of Filipino nurses.

My son has spent a large part of his life in and out of hospital. He suffered kidney failure at the age of 15, spent 7 years on dialysis and was successfully transplanted just over 3 years ago. He is in good health now

One nurse stood out among them all. A Filipino lady. She treated my son as if he were her own son. Mothered him when I couldn't be there (the hospital is 50 miles away).

Any time we went up there, if this nurse was on duty she greeted us all like long, lost family. She was kind and very, very gentle. A true nurse in every sense of the word.

Although my son hasn't had to go into hospital as an inpatient since his transplant (check-ups are done at the renal clinic at our local hospital) he still regards Rose as his favourite nurse and also looks on her as a friend.

I think the attraction for foreign men is the true kindness and compassion that Filipino women possess plus the love for humanity they seem to exude.

You only joined recently. Give it a chance

I was Catholic up until the age of 16. In Scotland once you reach the age of 16 your parents can't make you do anything. You can leave home, get married and you don't need your parent's permission.

It wasn't until I was in my mid 20s that I became a Witch and have been ever since. My faith and beliefs have given me a lot of strength to cope with the bad times - and made me grateful for the good times.

I haven't considered myself to be Catholic since I was 8 but had to grin and bear it until I was 16. My Mum wasn't too pleased the first time I refused to go to Mass LOL.

Yes. I belong to a small Coven. We usually meet every fortnight but it's on hold at the moment as a few of the members have been down with 'flu and one member's sister is very ill. She had a bad brain haemorrage on Christmas Eve and wasn't expected to live but she pulled through. Unfortunately she's been left with a degree of brain damage and is in full-time care at the moment but the doctors are hoping in a few months she'll be able to return home but will still need a lot of help.

Another problem we have at the moment is the high price of fuel here in the UK. Our Coven is 40 miles away and it is getting too expensive to get there as most of us are on a limited budget. We're all feeling a bit isolated but keep in touch by phone.

I still like going to midnight Mass at Christmas but go to the local Church of England. Their Mass is very similar to the Catholic church and if you're Catholic you can take communion although I don't because of my Pagan beliefs.

I'm a bit of both. Also would depend if the OH liked cooking (my late husband did and he was a very good cook) and housework. We both had to work so helped each other out with the household chores.

Have to admit I hate ironing and washing dishes. Got a dishwasher but no-one's invented a robot yet that can do the ironing, fold it and put it away. I live in hope though and when one is invented, I'll be first in the queue for it

There are quite a few Catholic churches here that still do the Mass in Latin. None in my town though. Think the nearest one is 40 miles away. My brother is staunch Catholic so the next time he visits (he lives in Scotland - I live over 500 miles away in England) I'll take him to one.

I still remember one Easter Sunday from my childhood. The church was full of flowers and candles. They had a good choir at the time. It really was beautiful.

Also remember a little ceremony the girls used to do - the strewing of the petals. I have a photo somewhere where there were about 12 of us, all dressed in white complete with white veils. I would have been 9 or 10 at the time.

They don't do that anymore. So much has been lost and they wonder why no-one goes now. Such a shame.

Only recently joined Mingle. If I meet someone through it - great, if not the forums cheer me up

There's always a post or two somewhere that makes me laugh