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A Woman on the Edge: An Introduction

It wasn’t long after signing back up to online dating that the telephone numbers started to come through. This isn’t me bragging; it’s...

After all the talk and posturing and procrastinating and excuses, I finally did it. I’ve spent the past month back on a certain dating...

I am not a patient person. Not even slightly. To say my expectations are unrealistic would be a huge understatement. When I order food in...

I love the 80s as much as the next person. I may only have been a kid back then, but I rocked my legwarmers and shoulderpads with the...

Whilst binning a forlorn looking bunch of rotting tulips last week I found myself bemoaning the fact that a man hasn’t bought me flowers...

I have a new preferred method of self-torture… I’m addicted to wedding dress programmes. You know the ones: a bride-to-be and her...

I am at a point where I can no longer deny that I am aging. My skin is no longer bouncy and elasticated. I find this a minor trauma. Ok,...

So I have a new superhero identity. I have been newly christened the One Date Wonder. There’s a mask, a cape and everything. It turns out...

I’ve found a new form of online dating. It’s free and it’s foolproof. Kind of. I’m playing scrabble. Yup. It’s no longer just for...