Dear oh dear... he is rather a flatterer. This sort of attention makes me instantly morph into the personality of an 18th-century maiden for some reason. If I had a hand fan, I would be giggling and hiding my face behind it while fluttering my eyelashes right now.

He continues to be lovely. Third date on Friday. Still no further details, but you've got his blog now, so what more do you need to know? I swear in real life he doesn't spend the same proportion of his time complaining about his health and his job. He quite likes his current job. And he doesn't live in Wales anymore; the "about" section is out of date...