Thursday, 23rd April 2009
I'm just about to phone Daisy and I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm absolutely terrified. I know it was my darling daughter who signed me up to blinddatebrides.com, but it was a half-joking, get-back-out-there kind of gesture. I don't think she was seriously expecting me to end up with a ring on my finger. Neither was I!
I know she's all grown-up, but I'm worried she'll think I'm replacing her dad. I have no idea what she's going to say. But I can't put this conversation off.
Before I give Noah and answer – and I alternate between yes and no every five minutes – I need to know what Daisy thinks about adding another human being to snug little family unit.
Okay, the phone is in my hand. Here goes...