Second date astonishment

Trevor Davis

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After going out with a girl on a first date, getting on well with her and then arranging a second meet-up, you could be forgiven for thinking things were going well for long-suffering Trevor. But things like this have a habit of going horribly wrong for me and usually this involves me doing something wrong, like falling over, spilling wine or not turning up. However, on this particular date I did everything right, but I was in for a shock.

I turned up at the girl's house, who we'll call Desmonda just for privacy reasons, right on time and looking reasonably presentable. I was looking forward to a nice meal and maybe a glass of wine or two when she broke the news to me that we were actually going to a "friend's debate meeting" and much fun would be had. I was fairly indifferent to this, but I was still fairly hopeful it would be a decent evening.

By the time we got to the girl's friend's house I was curious as to what it would be like. My first surprise was the weirdness of the house. It was more of a warehouse and the entrance opened out into a huge room with a few sofas, the odd lamp and a big rug in the middle. A sandal-wearing friend approached the entrance and greeted is with a "hey guys". My date said hello and kissed him on the cheek, I chose not to shake his hand and replied with my usual "alright mate".

This 'debate' wasn't really what I'd imagined. About eight people were sitting on this rug, mostly with sandals, talking about scented candles, climate change, soya, that kind of stuff. Then the bloke who'd greeted us stood up and started talking about war. "War," he declared, "It's a sorry and worthless war man! War and war with loss of life, stop it now man!" The guy shouted this at the top of his voice and the others clapped until he sat down. Then they all bowed their heads and started humming, I hadn't blinked and continued to look forward in a bewildered state.

The strange guy got up again and declared: "I've had an idea people, that if we all get together and think good things, guys, good things we can make this hate and hurt stop!" My date at this point exploded into some kind of ecstatic joy. I promptly stood up, drank the rest of a glass of water and made a move for the door, thereby finishing a bizarre second date.