Ah, February. Valentines. Pancakes. Rain tipping down on a permanent basis. What's not to love? February is the kind of...

My first Blind Date review of 2026 just happens to be two fellas – what are the chances? (Quite high,...

We're down to the last couple of cigarettes in the noxious 85% tar pack of 2025. What shall we light...

A couple of things we need to get through before we wade in with our knockoff Hunters that we got...

2025: where every day is like Sunday. A Sunday in Hell, while old episodes of RI:SE play in the background....

We're back! Let's not make a big thing of it. This week drinking from the poisoned chalice of dating doom...

I've got a new book out this week, which is why I'm sitting here on a Saturday morning typing up...

I was asleep an hour ago. Life is just a series of disorienting shocks, isn't it, administered at will by...

Fate has thrown together in the Guardian Blind Date blender of doom Imelda, 56, a local authority officer, and Jayesh,...

My bat signal is two queer people in their twenties sharing small plates in a restaurant with high stools selling...