When you first start seeing someone, the choice of dating activity is crucial. In London many of us like to visit the pub where social pressure is minimal. As far as I am concerned, the pub works - why take an iconoclastic approach to dating? Dating is difficult enough as it is without the additional … Continue reading The horror of the ‘alternative’ date
I met my brother Dan in Hilly Fields, a park in Brockley. As we walked his wheezing collie, Jackson, I recounted the previous night's events. "So, you like her then?" "I was getting to that bit. She texted me earlier to say we should just be friends. There was no spark, she said." "You what?" … Continue reading My brother is always in complete control
At home, Luke was working at the kitchen table. He was using an iMac with various plugged-in devices snaking across the desk. I said, "It looks like the Bat Cave in here. Don’t you ever switch off?" Luke closed the laptop. "You're early," he said, "I wasn't expecting you back for ages. Didn't go well, … Continue reading The time I was nearly beaten up on a date
After my mauling at speed-dating, I craved purity. Luke thought I was being ungrateful. "Come on, man," he said. "At least you got laid. I don't understand why you're never satisfied." "Lucas, you make me sound like some kind of insatiable beast. I've told you before, I'm looking for a girlfriend. Instead I meet a … Continue reading Another poorly managed coffee-shop date
In the end, we had a late one. The next morning, feeling a powerful hangover, I decided to immerse myself in hot drinks and Twitter action – the rest of the day would take care of itself. I walked into the office kitchenette to find Rita by the kettle. The angle of the door had … Continue reading Is my boss trying to intimidate me?
My housemate Luke suggested we try speed dating... --- I was glad to be doing something with Luke other than drink tea. It had also been a while since I did anything special in the dating sphere. Online dating seemed to reduce everyone to a soundbite, a glib comment, a filtered photo and the illusion … Continue reading I tried speed dating – it nearly ruined me
It was early afternoon and Jess walked into my office. I was alone and listening to the Beastie Boys on my computer. "Oh god," she said. "You're listening to that eighties crap again. Things must be bad." "It's nineties crap, actually. And yes, things are bad." Jess peered over my shoulder. "Working hard as well, … Continue reading My life was taking a downturn
An old fashioned, oft-overlooked approach the introduction is the classic low-risk/high-gain manoeuvre. And it got me excited. Luke wanted to meet his colleague one-on-one. Should it go well, I could join his work pals; we could form a Summer Gang and link up for festivals and beer garden larks. A sunny montage unfolded in my … Continue reading My friend set me up with his coworker – failure ensues
"What is it with meeting people in London?" I said, as I placed a coffee in front of Jess. "I was out at the weekend with my brother and housemate. Dan's weird, sometime girlfriend turned up and she brought a friend we hadn't met before. You should have seen the commotion with us all trying … Continue reading Why is it so hard to make friends in London?
I headed over to the Greyhound to meet Luke, and discuss the work-shaped danger rapping at my chamber door. "Your boss sounds like a psycho," he said. "She is. But in business they seem to like psychos. And if the psycho were to have a natural work home, it would be in banking." "True, or … Continue reading My friend got the girl – I got the train