Do you know what's annoying? Given up? OK I'll tell you, it's when the love of your life, the angel fallen from heaven, the best looking soe in the trough etc waltzes into the Forest, has a spiced delight and maybe a Burrito (vegan option), you spend half an hour washing a strainer while gaping at them and drooling in the sink, and before you have worked up the courage to slip them your number on a shard of blue roll, they're up and away, leaving you with only a hazy mental image to remember them by.
I propose a thread in which one besotted volunteer posts a description of their hypothetical lover, just whatever your can dredge from your raspberyr-wine battered memory, and all the other Forest People can help you identify this person, so you can hunt them down for a hot date, or at the very least obssessively FaceStalk them! Edinburgh aint a huge city, 6 degrees of separation and all that. So get posting and get lovin, bruddas and sistas, for love, love is what makes the world go round!
Oh Shit, Gang Gang