Ahhh online dating. If you persevere through the endless streams of headless, shirtless torsos (aka I’m a f*ckboy) group photos (aka I’m ugly) and this really fun game I like to call ‘can you use a preposition’ (because ‘Let’s go Nandos’ is grammatically unacceptable) you might just find the one. But it really is a minefield out there.
Now, I dislike dating apps (can ya tell?) but a) it’s getting cold and b) the occasional free dinner wouldn’t go amiss #HelpMeImPoor so, one Sunday night I took a sip of wine, muttered ‘screw it’ under my breath and downloaded not one, not two but three of these apps. All in the name of journalism, of course.
Here’s a selection of suitors I met during my time, and yes, they are all 100% real conversations had by me🙃