Never violence on a date but I was involved in a fire raising incident.
Some restaurant in George Street it was Scotland v England at Murrayfield that day and place was packed.
I'm perusing my plastic menu only to smell burning and realise I've set it on fire, a braw smouldering smell ensues plus a bit of flame.
Embarrasment all round with my date for the evening glaring at me. The date didnt go well with her feigning illness after a couple of drinks and me never hearing from her again.
She's actually lucky we never slept together as she would have definitely experienced even more disappointment that evening.
A the happy days of being young.