Ugly duckling

I had dinner with the [Not] Sugar Daddy again the other night. He spent a reasonable amount of time scaring the waiting staff, then a bit more time accidentally wearing someone else's coat.

In between all this fun he found time to tell me that although I had been a pretty unfortunate-looking teenager, I was improving with age. I believe he was trying to console me about my single status (which does not, I have to say, trouble me unduly at the moment). I took the compliment in the spirit in which it was intended. Well, after I'd finished laughing.