Ethertourist, 53

I am a thirty eight year old "rebel without a clue" single parent. I am looking for.....oh hell I don't know. Fun. Company. Intelligent conversation. Someone to cook for, as in a romantic meal, perhaps breakfast in bed, WHO KNOWS? This is like ebay for people. On the whole, men have been accused of only going for one certain type and I am no different. However, my type has to be able to hold a conversation. That's it. That's the only stipulation. I prefer women with curves, though in the spirit of, 'come as you are' those with hip bones that could cut glass, pleae feel free to mail me, if we meet at least you'll get a good meal. Tall, short, slight, large, whatever. I like women and all the myriad forms they possess.
I am studying for a degree in classical studies and chasing a blackbelt in kickboxing. I had my midlife crisis three years ago and decided a blackbelt and a degree would be a lot easier on the pocket and the psyche, than a hot blonde and a sports car. I am not a ripped Adonis. I am a long haired hippy throwback that could probably do with losing a few pounds, but hey, winters are cold in Dorset. I like reading, writing, cooking, music (from mozart to system of a down), singing (used to sing in a few covers bands years ago),cooking, terrifying the theological hardcore right on Yahoo Answers (a particular favourite) and generally enjoying life. I live in a lovely house in a picturesque little place in South Dorset. It's beautiful. I have no baggage and no hangups. My last major relationship ended four months ago and I have no intention of embarking on another one so soon. I would like to meet people. Socialise and generally have a good time. If any of this rant has hit a chord, you know where I am. Ciao.