Australia: Blind Date she’s 68, he’s 73


Tom Hunter.
Tom Hunter. Credit: Simon Santi

 

By: Krystal Sanders/ Perth Now

TOM, 73, SAYS:

I suppose like everyone I am looking for that special person to become your partner/ friend/ lover to complete your life.

I didn’t know who I was meeting or, what my date looked like.

Jan was early and beat me to our meeting place at the Grand Orient Cantonese restaurant in The Melbourne Hotel.

My first sight of Jan was from her rear as she was sat at the table and all I saw was a glistening head of platinum-colored, straight hair. The back of a white top with a blue spotted white bandana around her neck.

Then, I was facing her and looking at a beautiful lady who was every man’s dream, a soft musical voice, a tanned face shining with a slight smile that made you feel welcome.

I was also hoping that she couldn’t see me shaking with fear on the inside thinking “Tom, this lady is above your batting level”, and I tried to pull myself together.

I was also hoping that she couldn’t see me shaking with fear on the inside thinking ‘Tom, this lady is above your batting level’, and I tried to pull myself together.

The food was Cantonese style with many dishes I had never seen, heard of or tasted but the smells were mouth watering.

We chatted for a while, then let the head waiter choose for us and we had a bottle of sweet, dry bubbles. We shared a delicious tasty lamb dish with unbelievable flavors and a spicy beef dish. For dessert Jan had fried ice-cream and I had crispy pancakes with a chocolate filling.

We discussed what to do next and decided to head for the roof bar to enjoy a cocktail. However the bar had been taken over by a function. This seemed to sadly alter the atmosphere and on return to the ground floor Jan thought she would go home and I wish she could have heard my heart hit the floor.

Would I like to see Jan again and be more myself? Yes, yes a million times yes.

I gave her my number, hoping that she could see beyond day one and we could go out again.

Verdict 6/10

Jan Hazell ahead of her blind date.
Jan Hazell ahead of her blind date. Credit: Justin Benson-Cooper

JAN, 68 SAYS:

I have withdrawn from online dating and that’s what led me to throw my name in the blind dating hat for the experience because I’ve been really impressed by the experiment.

The nerves kicked in first thing the morning of the date. I tried to keep them at bay and thought to myself ‘no this is going to be fun.’

When I first saw Tom, he had apparently had been waiting on the other side of the wall. I had actually announced myself and the staff took me to to the table, eventually he found his way to the table and put out his hand and said hello.

I no idea what to expect and my first impression of Tom was immediately a feeling more of friendship. That I’ve met a new friend and I’m going to enjoy the evening.

I no idea what to expect and my first impression of Tom was immediately a feeling more of friendship. That I’ve met a new friend and I’m going to enjoy the evening.

The Grand Orient restaurant was just superb, I was thrilled to bits I hadn’t been there before. The service was impeccable the recommendations were fantastic. We shared a bottle of bubbly over our meal and the time just went so quickly. At times because of his Scottish accent, even though he’s been in Australian many years I had to ask him to repeat himself, but the conversation flowed and we covered many subjects including family, pets, and careers.

Unfortunately I didn’t feel any chemistry on my part. After dinner we had decided to go to the rooftop and and have a chat for an after dinner drink but when we got up there was a private function.

As I waited for a taxi and Tom came and spoke to me and he said he had enjoyed the evening and he said that he didn’t want me to give him any indication if I wanted to catch up again but to have a think about it.

He gave me his number and as I waved goodbye he blew me kisses. The next day I messaged him to thank him for a pleasant evening.

VERDICT 8/10

Published by CityFella

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