The Ones Who Stopped Texting
The older I get, the more nostalgic I become. I don't particularly yearn to be back there, but I am...
Bad dates
The Parent Trap
Five minutes ago, my date called me a DILF. I heard it quite clearly. It was supposed to be a...
The Drunk Mexican
Stats: 5'10″, 32, black/brown, Mexico When: Saturday 31 July, 1pm and 10.30pm Where: South-east London Pre-date rating: 7/10 The dates are becoming more and more disillusioning as time goes on, to be honest. This one is a little different from the others, though. I meet him on a different site, one where you know less information about your potential date, but you talk through instant messenger, rather than emails. (Edit: Grindr – why am I so afraid to say Grindr?!) We seem to get on well, at first missing each other and...