Thirty replies

I picked up my mail from the PO box. There were thirty replies. When I got home I poured myself a drink to go through them. One was from a gay guy, which I discarded. A few had included pictures and a couple of these I did not like the look of so I chucked those out. This left me with twenty-seven potentials. I spent my time reading them and sorting them into a rough order of preference.

I thought I would take my time working through them until I found the right candidate.