We met at the gates of Eden. He was security and I was delivery – just bringing a fruit basket in for a very good friend. I usually have a rule never to date anyone with a halo. Better the nail in the coffin than the crucifix, I always say. But the size of his sword was freaking impressive, so off we went and it was a fine turn on the dance floor. But what with one thing or another – one thing being a jealous boyfriend – we just lost touch. Now he’s sprung up and I’m looking forward to seeing what takes flight.