A blind date that lasted

The far best blind date I have ever been on was in 1998. We were both new in London and our procuress, alias childhood friend to me and colleague to my date, thought we would hit it off. So we made contact.

Being new to London, we didn't know better than to arrange our meeting at the exit gate at Earl's Court tube stop, one of the few familiar places we both knew. A very crowded spot for meeting someone you don't know and don't recognise. But there was no hesitation. We spotted each other immediately and the blind date started with a hug.

This was twelve year's ago and today I got one of those hugs again when I met her for lunch - a highlight on my otherwise not very glamorous worktrip.

Little Miss Happy. It doesn't matter that we have hardly spoken in the last couple of years, that there have been babies, relationships, new jobs and travels. We still fall into a familiar way of just being and picking up conversations where they are most relevant and needed, without having to backtrack to understand.

The successful blind date that turned into unconditional friendship.