I looked around, partly to find an empty table in the busy pub. But mostly to try and spot Rose. I knew that she was blonde, but I hadn't seen her photo.
Shit. Maybe I'd have to phone her mobile — rather than embarrassing myself by going up to a random woman and asking.
But then, I spotted a woman with shoulder-length, wavy blonde hair, sat on a wooden bench in the corner. She was alone, and everyone else seemed to be be in couples or groups, so it must have been her.
I took a deep breath and approached her.