Missed Connections

"At a little after 8pm at Canada Water train station, I nearly died.

A cute girl made eye contact with me no less than 3 times and I saw my life flash before my eyes.

She was a curvy East Asian with long, wavy black hair, coloured with pink streaks here and there. She had a blue and white striped shirt, a black bag and black heels. She was in a good mood and seemed to find funny how flustered I got at our eye contact.

If you’re reading this, cute girl, I promise I am actually cooler than I came across today. Please contact me so I can buy you a drink."

"You were walking towards Russell Square yesterday early evening and I was on the opposite direction. You were very sexy looking with your dark hair and wearing your black framed glasses and we kept looking back at each other.

I had just parked a Boris bike and was carrying a canvas satchel.

I wish I hadn’t been in such a hurry, there is probably no chance that you will see this, but if the most unlikely thing happens and you do, get in touch."

It was just after 7pm Wednesday 5th April. You were with your friend walking out of Regent’s Park gardens in the direction of Great Portland Street.

I was the white guy in a dark coat and grey suit sitting on a bench alone looking like I was talking to myself. I was on a headset talking about my grandfather who is dying with dementia but you couldn’t have known that

You walked past singing, looked at me and then we both started smiling at each other and you laughed. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. Your friend was shy and embarrassed. I wanted to come after you and say hello and thank you but I stayed talking too long on the phone and you had gone.

Your smile and laughter made my day. Can I buy you a hot chocolate sometime and hear you sing more?"

"To the beautiful brunette and her pug running around together in Bloomsbury Square Gardens last night. You are both adorably cute! I think you smiled at me, but perhaps that was just your enjoyment from hanging out with your four-legged pal. Either way, your smile is simply perfect.

I’m the late 20s brunette with glasses wearing a grey hoodie. I’m sure I was grinning like a cheshire cat as her (or his) little legs ran to catch up with you.

Majorly kicking myself for not finding an excuse to start a conversation with you; I’m such a coward. I know it’s a long shot. Come say hi maybe?"

"Gorgeous, well dressed woman sitting alone at a table against the wall at The Botanist last evening.

Classic flowing hair and dress, very nice figure and stunning pair of legs.

Where you waiting for him? Did he not show up? You sat for a while alone, then put your coat and left. A mystery. A gorgeous mystery."

"I spoke to you on the phone via a helpline in November 2016. You were incredibly kind. I would love to talk with you again.

I rang the Ealing Branch but I may have gotten through to Hammersmith or Hounslow or I may have been redirected to another branch.

It is rare to find a kind soul. If you see this please contact me.

"A long shot. I’m looking for the white guy shopping in Tesco, Morning Ln, this lunchtime.

We kept passing each other in opposite directions going down the aisles. I think you kept trying to male eye contact with me but the more you did, the more shy I got. Sorry.

I was the short lady, platinum blonde hair, black glasses, wearing the large brown shawl and beige shirt dress. We ended checking out at tills side by side.

Anyway if you see this and I was right about your interest, please get in touch."

"Ok it was 7 years ago but I think the hostel was in Camden - possibly called Smart Camden Inn. You said you lived in Australia. All I know is I was eating breakfast in a hostel near London in July and you sat next to me and ate cereal.

I think you drew a map of Australia to show me where you lived, but of course I don’t remember where you said you lived so I could send a missed connection there. I made fun of you, because that is what I do.

You are 100% the most gorgeous human I have ever laid eyes on and all I want to do is to be friends on Facebook so I can stare at your pictures and wonder what your life is like. No strings attached. Just cross-continental staring.

There is almost no way you will ever see this, but I decided to write it. Ok, bye!"

"Neither of us could get into the car park under the hotel, the door wouldn’t unlock.

I outwardly looked confident but I didn’t have the balls to ask you for your name or number. Now I’m really kicking myself.

I asked where you were travelling to, you said Battersea and explained something else to me. I don’t have a clue what else you said, I was completely taken in the intensity of your amazing eyes and the sound of your voice.

If by any chance you read this please contact me. Here’s to hoping and a universe full of miracles."

"I was riding the escalator up while you were coming down. You were short and had dark hair, carrying a cello on your back. It was a grey BAM case, and you had a stack of music in your arm, a blue Barenreiter book in the front.

I was tall, dark hair, wearing a grey coat. I caught your eye and I smiled at you, and you smiled back, not knowing that I’m also a cellist — I just didn’t have my instrument on my back today. As the escalators passed each other, I turned around to see the stickers on your case, and you turned around too.

I’d love to know who you were, and at the very least, get a cup of coffee together and talk music. Write with the piece of music in that blue Barenreiter book and I’ll know it’s you."

“You - tall, elegantly dressed lady, late 40’s (I would guess) at Australia’s Impressionists exhibition at National Gallery on the 28th December. We stood next to each other at the Golden Summer painting. We discussed how much we loved the exhibition. You seemed to look very deeply into my eyes as we talked. You had the most lovely soft Irish accent. You were wearing heeled black boots, tight black trousers and a white blouse under a long coat.

Me- blonde girl, early 20’s, tight blue jeans and green roll neck jumper. You said you loved my coat.

I wish so much I had asked you if you wanted to go for a drink. If you see this please get in touch. You were so gorgeous and I would love to see you again.”

"Me: Asian (Apparently in London you say Oriental) female with a giant green doughnut on her head, because why not.

I was taking a selfie on a selfie stick with my blonde friend (whose doughnut on head was brown) at Hyde Park Winter Wonderland this Monday. You photobombed us twice and I did not notice until well after.

I’m in London for few more days and want to buy you a beer.”

“Hello. I am the guy who chatted with you waiting outside Dolly’s on the 1st. You were very charming and fascinating. I would like a chance to chat more with you.

If you see this add and you’re interested, let’s chat.”

“I was in the Royal Thai Restaurant, having dinner with friends, on Thursday evening about 10.30pm. Sitting on the next table, was an incredibly pretty woman, short, dark hair and blue eyes with a lovely accent that I just couldn’t place!

I kept being distracted - you were obviously gorgeous but also seemed so lovely, full of sparkle and life, I really wanted to talk to you! Finally I came up with a reason, plucked up the courage and asked about your accent - you asked me to guess! I went with French. Completely agree this was not my best effort - basically I had no idea! You explained with a lovely smile it was “German, but educated here!”

My friend dragged me off to catch our train to Scotland, but you seemed absolutely lovely and I’ve been kicking myself ever since for not staying longer, perhaps missing the train, asking for your number and if you’d like to meet up!”

“I met you in line for customs at terminal two in Heathrow on December 20th. Coming from Denver, you had been travelling for days trying to get home to South Africa for Christmas, I was headed to Canada after a vacation in Denmark.

We had a lovely conversation but I had to run for a train and couldn’t wait for you to get through customs to exchange info, I don’t even know if you made it through… I’d love to hear from you!!”