A dad of four, trying to find love. Form an orderly queue, ladies…
I’m ready. It’s been long enough. The hurt has gone, the pain is in the past. I’m settled, happy, content, hopeful. I’m ready. Ready to meet her. The person who is out there, Right now, Living her life not knowing I exist. The places we will see! The food we will eat! The laughs we... Continue Reading →
Groundhog Day is one of the greatest movies of all time. If you don't accept that then I'm not sure we can be friends. It tells the tale of a guy who is forced to relive the same day over and over and over again, trapped with the same people in the same town doing the... Continue Reading →
Confidence is sexy. I'd like to come up with a pithy or unique way of saying that, but more complex words simply wouldn't do it justice. A confident person is one of the most attractive people in a room, whoever else is in there. Looks (to a surprising degree) go out the window when... Continue Reading →
Like many people, it's easy for me to fall into feeling imposter syndrome. For those few of you who may not be familiar with it (lucky you), it's a sense that you are an imposter at something and that any minute everyone will find out and expose you. For me it's a massive part of... Continue Reading →
Recently I found myself chatting with someone I'd met online. The number of kids I have came up as we chatted and flirted and talked about setting up a date, along with the fact that they're not sure they could take on that many and survive. This is not an uncommon issue - probably half... Continue Reading →
Yes, this is a lazy post, but I'm feeling in a particularly lazy mood. Back at the end of November 2017 I decided to join Twitter. Again. Obviously, I have my own personal account, but that was a little too well-known for me to actually be anonymous, so starting from scratch was the only way... Continue Reading →
Women. Birds. Chicks. Call them what you want, all guys want one (or more than one, fellas, amiright?!). As well as being useful around the house once they're caught and domesticated, they look lovely and are great to have around when you need a certain type of itch scratched. (Sex. That means having sex.) Us... Continue Reading →
Wow. How quickly time flies. This blog is just over a year old already; how did that happen?! Starting off as a way of me logging things for myself and to help me iteratively improve my nonexistent dating skills, as well as helping me navigate some of the challenges of both being a single parent... Continue Reading →
When I was at secondary school I was really into reading. I mean, really into it. I read a book or two a week; mostly sci-fi or fantasy novels (with the family I had I needed a little escapism, after all), but I read a whole range of things. As long as my nose was in... Continue Reading →
Over the past 12 months or so I've well and truly found my dating feet. Prior to that I hadn't dated in a long, long time; in fact, arguably, I'd never actually dated in my life. As a teenager you don't really date, you just lead some weird, experimental lifestyle before you cop off with... Continue Reading →
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