The Cosmo trip
Some people find it strange that I don’t really read women’s magazines. It’s a painful memory my precious but I remember with clarity the day I decided to divorce them and the cocktail one in… The Cosmo trip
Just say no
So this is it my precious. Despite all of my disastrous dates of 2008-2011 I have taken the decision to start dating again. I know, one more single black woman out there past 30 is… Just say no
Mr. Silhouette
Recently I attended a fashion awards gala. Don’t ask me why my precious but I thought it was a fun thing to do and erm, my other plans had fallen through Anyhoo, I figured that… Mr. Silhouette
The Psychic breakup
Guest post on www.spiritedstrength.com The psychic breakup So the other day I had a fight with my psychic. Or should I say ex psychic. Yes I know she is the psychic and I’m meant to… The Psychic breakup
The 80s pick up artist
The 80s Pick Up Artist I am often asked about how I meet so many black men. Since I abandoned the world of internet dating I must admit that it has been slower and yet… The 80s pick up artist
The spread bet dating experience
The spread bet dating experience It sounded too good to miss. Black dinner dating. 10 men dates in one night! Yes it was in Liberty Lounge, Aldgate East which meant a taxi in traffic to… The spread bet dating experience
The Benefits Fraud
The Benefits Fraud After The Smell I was ready to avoid Battersea altogether but then 3 things worked in the next guy’s favour. 1) He was cute. I’m a sucker for that Notting hill/ bloc… The Benefits Fraud
The Battersea Smell
The Battersea Smell There are clues to look for when you are internet dating. Old worn photos from another era, claims of a height under 5’9 (everyone knows men add 2-4 inches onto everything) and… The Battersea Smell
Ode to Stu, my angel in blue (thank you)
UPDATE: I wrote this in September 2008 , (I know I know I’m always late).Yes, when I first started my tumultuous affair with that best of institutions, British gas home care. I called in distress… Ode to Stu, my angel in blue (thank you)
My last internet date (aka why I’m on a permanent break)
It all started on match.com. (Can I sue for distress?) I met a guy called John, 34, a banker from Zanzibar, 6’2 and keen. This wasn’t my usual 50+ white guy from Holland/Germany/Austria. Anyway we… My last internet date (aka why I’m on a permanent break)