Alone again, naturally

Things are so bad I’m using a Gilbert O’Sullivan song title.  Well, I’m usually grumpy from sometime in Mid-December through the St. Volatile’s Day holiday.  All my friends keep telling me that there is someone out there for me.  Well, they’ve been telling me that for a hell of a lot of years.  I’m 56 already.  If this were 200 years ago, I’d be the oldest man in my village.  Grrrrrr.

Ladies.  I’m sweet, kind, and available.  I’m a bit unusual… ok, well, a lot unusual.  Check out http://mosshippohaven.info and see if there’s anything you might like to cuddle there…

…does anyone even REMEMBER Gilbert O’Sullivan???

Hugs,
Me