My friends describe me as witty, kind, loyal, intuitive and quirky, and to quote one - which was I think meant to be complimentary: 'It's Catherine - you never know what she might do!'
I can be shy, sweet, and am generally gentle, I can also be aloof and hard to fathom.
I'm usually off to do something interesting, or just back from it, and I love regaling my two lovely flatmates with anecdotes of my adventures in the world outside.
I'm looking for someone I can share all my many facets with, and enjoy discovering all their (hopefully) varied traits.
I love the area of London I live in, with it's unique social life, and I also love escaping to the countryside to visit relations.
My latest hobby is indoor climbing, and my oldest hobby is writing books... I think you should get to know me because, despite having just finished reading 'Dangerous Liaisons', I'm, miraculously, still optimistic enough about 'lurrrve' to give this a try!
About her ideal match
When I enter into a relationship, I want it to be amazing. So what's my definition of a man who's worth taking the trouble over?
I'd like to go out with you and know we'll have fun, interesting chats, and moreover, that you'll be polite to the waiting staff, and help people carry prams and suitcases upstairs (not all the time, you understand!).
I'd like to be able to meet you after a bad day at work, tell you I've had a tough time and you to give me a hug, which will make all the stresses of the day seem less important. I'd love to be able to read out funny bits of whatever I'm reading (or writing) at the time, and you to enjoy hearing them. I'd love to be able to introduce you to my wonderful, quirky friends and you to find them (almost) as great as I do. I'd love for you to be able to go off and do your thing, then come back and tell me stories of what happened which will make me laugh (or cry!). I'd love us to be able to laugh at each other, and ourselves. I'd love to travel to beautiful places with you, sit around with you and talk for hours, then ask ourselves where on earth the time's gone.
Encounters suggests I write what I would consider to be a 'deal breaker', to which I say: good lord! Ask me later!