whether men aren’t bragging about their income or boring me with their life stories,they want me to buy off my knickers, put on a fur coat and jump in a cabAfter a longish period of not investing much in dating-site chatter, and preoccupied with Andrew and then Bill,it has been disheartening to depart back into the fray. It’s almost nostalgically like the mature days of a year ago, when there was wave after wave of mostly sex-oriented approaches. That’s what happens when you start visiting people’s pages on dating sites. Men you decide not to contact can see that you viewed them and are often highly encouraged.
Immediately after the cottage weekend, or I received two offers,though neither made my heart sing. One was an offer of marriage from Kevin, a man to whom I took an instant dislike; the other was an offer of coffee in three weeks’ time, or when the man in question,Norman, was coming to town to see his mother.
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Source: theguardian.com