The Second Policeman and the gem of a date

Last Friday night I had an absolute gem of a date. I kept smiling the next day. It had been arranged ages ago, and I wasn’t especially enthusiastic. He is a police detective. Part of the reason I didn’t feel that optimistic, was that I had that date with another police officer last year, who…

Retro Dater Analysis

I’m really excited about a new idea I’ve had for my blog. I recently found a box with all my old diaries in from when I was a teenager. Then I remembered that in my sent items, I also have loads of long emails to friends, from the last 10 years, in which I describe…

Sex is actually very weird and disgusting

Last weekend I had my second date with the Musical Vegan. We had a good first date, but I had concerns about the fact he was moving away from London soon he was a vegan, and I’m a coeliac, so there’s very little we can both eat. I had suggested he come round to mine to…

Why didn’t I say something?

A couple of days ago, I saw the Great Scot had posted on Facebook, for the first time in over a year. He had shared a post about the lead singer of the band Frightened Rabbit, who was missing. Fuck. I thought. I googled Frightened Rabbit, a Scottish band I quite like, and the Great…

The promising date with major obstacles

I had a really good first date the other day, but I think there might be two logistical problems that stop anything getting off the ground. We met on OkCupid, and had been messaging each other for a few weeks before our date, because he’d been away visiting his family for Easter. I really liked…

I’m happy. (I think.)

I’m on holiday in Bucharest, in Romania, with 14 people. It’s Flatmate Joe’s 30th birthday. I absolutely love Bucharest. I love going to different European cities, and this one is fabulous, and it’s so great spending time with Joe again. I feel really happy. I’ve been thinking about happiness a lot recently, especially since I…

Dropping the struggle with contradiction

A few months ago, when I was struggling to get over the Whippersnapper, I downloaded a self-help app called Mend. It’s designed to help people get over breakups. As a therapist, I half-expected I’d pour scorn over it and focus on how I could have designed it better, but actually, it was bloody good. One…