West London Girl

Friends without benefits

September
23

For celebrity back-up dates the TV Presenter suggested his friend, the impressionist Jon Culshaw...

Ed Sheeran had agreed to a date in principle but was proving difficult to pin down. It didn’t help that my diary was pretty jam-packed, too. He was free on the Tuesday, but I was sake tasting with Wine Writer that evening. And since then there has been silence. ‘He is probably just a bit too busy launching his music career to be able to get back to you as quickly as the Ginos of this world – though he may be wondering why a 33-year old woman would be interested in a 20-year-old ginger guy,’ Plan B said, matter-of-factly. Grazia magazine has gone quiet, too.

For celebrity back-up dates (in an attempt to woo Grazia), the TV Presenter suggested his friend, the impressionist Jon Culshaw or his Storm model son, ‘Or is that a bit weird?’
‘Jon Culshaw is too old for your taste,’ was Plan B’s verdict. ‘And haven’t you already had the TV Presenter’s son. Or was that someone else?’

TV Presenter joined me to see the Globe Girls (a favourite of Elton John and Eric Clapton) at El Floridita’s new cabaret night. A beautiful topless masked model sat at Matt Lucas’s table behind us. ‘Can we see your face?’ TV Presenter asked him. The model lifted his mask. ‘What do you do here?’ TV Presenter continued. ‘He looks pretty,’ I butted in. The model agreed. TV Presenter was probably one of only a couple of straight guys among the diners, but he seemed to be getting into the spirit of the evening. When the chocolate brownie arrived I couldn’t help childishly smearing it across my teeth before asking TV Presenter for a kiss. He was amused but definitely not game for a kiss.

‘TV Presenter is clearly not interested in me,’ I said to Louise while nursing a hangover at lunch. ‘If you ask him why he isn’t interested it could go one of two ways,’ she replied. ‘He’ll either say he just sees you as a friend or he’ll say he did fancy you when he first met you but doesn’t any more.’ The latter reason is probably the worst of the two scenarios, and the more likely. It’s another reminder to stick to my personal three-month no-date rule (I’m not vain enough to count celeb dates as real dates).