I went clubbing recently, with my new Gal Pals, and I met a nice guy on the dance floor. These are the girls I met on a Facebook group for girls who like the same music as me. One is a teacher from France who seems vivacious and slightly crazy, and the other is a…
This week I met a very young man indeed. I was on holiday with a big group of people – some I knew, some I didn’t. We were in the french Alps. There were 12 of us and the purpose of the holiday was mountain-biking, although I didn’t touch a bike for the whole trip.…
I went on a first date with a guy, and it reminded me of a joke I loved as a kid. He was another one who recognised the obscure song lyric on my dating profile. When men recognise the song, it automatically makes me assume we’ll have things in common, so he placed himself straight…
I went on a date with a third Whippersnapper. It wasn’t a raging success. I have an obscure song lyric on my dating profile and he sent me the next line of the song, which always makes a boy seem like a kindred spirit. (The song is ‘Graffiti’ by Maximo Park). We exchanged a few…
This week, in the UK, we’ve had a general election. I won’t go into the ins and outs of politics too much here, because the focus of this blog is dating, sexual health and mental health, rather than current affairs (although I do think politics is relevant to absolutely anything, including sex and mental health;…
Recently it was my birthday. I had a party. I created a Facebook event, and invited all my actual friends who I genuinely wanted to come. Then I invited tenuous Facebook friends I don’t know so well – people I thought might realistically be able to make it, who I would really like to see,…
Due to a combination of heartbreak and jetlag, I woke up at 3am, the night after Whippersnapper broke up with me. I was lying on my friend’s sofabed, as she had come and rescued me, because I didn’t want to be on my own. As soon as I opened my eyes, in the dark, and…
