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Texting is the worst thing to have happened to dating

I remember the first time a boy called me on the home telephone. I was 15, his name was Brett and we met (wait for it) at debating camp. We pashed in front of the campfire and he got my number. I was out when he called so my Dad took the message. When I … Continue reading

Guess who’s back

Valentine’s Day seemed to me an appropriate day to return to blogging. Hello, dear readers. (Perhaps that should be reader, singular. I’m actually not sure how many of you are still here.) Yes, it’s been a while. No, I’m not married. I stopped blogging 18 months ago because it seemed to be an admission of … Continue reading

Why I’m scared of online dating

If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a strong supporter of online dating. But sometimes it does scare the bejesus out of me. Case in point: I was chatting to a guy on Tinder who was age appropriate and cute and seemed lovely if his texts were anything to go by. Lovely, I … Continue reading

Clever conversation and why it’s important

Billy Joel and I agree on most things. Until it comes to clever conversation. According to Billy Joel, he doesn’t want clever conversation. He doesn’t want to work that hard. I used to agree with Billy. There was something appealing about a strong, silent type. They were both mysterious and calming. Two key words here: … Continue reading


A word, if I may, about timing. To paraphrase, timing’s a bitch. Some people say neither time nor space get in the way of true love. I disagree. Strongly. A friend once summarised love as meeting the right person at the right time in the right place, and I totally believe that, clinical and un-love-like … Continue reading

Dating, seeing, going out

There’s a lad at my swimming club who is something of a casanova. Well, a divorced casanova to be accurate, who’s really enjoying the single life after the end of a lengthy relationship. He was regaling us with Tales of a Single Man; of this girl and that girl. Of a girl he’d swapped trousers … Continue reading

The first meal

The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, apparently, but what they don’t tell you is what to cook in order to get his stomach, ergo his heart, to fall in love with you. This was my quandary after The Surfing Yogi invited himself over to my place for dinner. What on earth … Continue reading

Solidarity, sista

I was reminded the other day of that really nice solidarity that exists between single sistas. I was about to go on date #3 with The Surfing Yogi, a quite surprising chap I met after the head fuck that was my last two dates, and was preening and fussing over my hair and make up … Continue reading

A tale of two dates

Where would you like me to begin? The date where I slapped a man square across the face? Or the one where he compared my belief system to the tacit approval of the Germans to Hitler’s regime? One week. Two dates. Two very different dates. One was very physical and not just because of the … Continue reading

Sometimes they do break their phone

  So, 2014 hasn’t been a very good year of blogging for me. Bad A Thousand Dates. I was going to write something heartfelt about why I’ve been so absent from these pages. But then I figured what you think I’ve been up to is probably far more exciting than what I’ve actually been up … Continue reading

He’s Just Not That Into You is so 2004

You know what I’m not into at the moment? I’m just not that into He’s Just Not That Into You theory. Now before you go waving in my face your well-worn copy of this tome most consider a ‘must read’ when you’re on the dating scene and telling me how it saved you from a … Continue reading

Sober dates, dirty selfies and other things I’ve learned

I’m thinking about changing the name of this blog to Things I’ve Learned So You Don’t Have To. As you may have suspected, it’s been an eventful few weeks. There have been highs, there have been lows, there have been things I’ve done that I never thought I’d do. And there have been a lot … Continue reading

Tinder. I’m into it.

 My name is A Thousand Dates and I am addicted to Tinder. I know you’re judging me and that’s fine. But this app is seriously addictive. Like, seriously. I’ll admit part of the addiction is fuelled by vanity. I’m getting a lot of love. Like, a lot. But I think part of it is because … Continue reading

Farewell, #winteroflove. Hello, #springintolove

It seems like only yesterday, I was huddled in front of a heater, dreaming up #winteroflove, the campaign I hoped was going to find me a fella to snuggle under the duvet with during the cooler months. And now it’s spring! And, er, I still don’t have a fella. But! As many people have reminded … Continue reading

Bridget Jones, eat your heart out…

I don’t necessarily agree with the Bridget Jones stereotype of the single girl. It’s a bit boring, a bit tired, a bit unfair. Like most, stereotypes, really. Like most stereotypes, however, there is a grain of truth in it. And I’ve had my share of moments that would have been at ease in Helen Fielding’s … Continue reading

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