SO. Suffice it to say, 2020 has not been quite as advertised. Going into the second week of ‘social distancing’ and general quarantine-esque…ness, I am learning lots of things about myself that all point in the same unsurprising direction: I was not designed for isolation. I suspect I maaaaay not be alone in this. (That … Continue reading Virtual Smirtual!
I have a spicy hot take, guys. It’s not particularly new or original but I’m going to tell you about it anyway. Because, despite the fact I’ve only recently come to this pointless and slightly rushed conclusion, it is a hill I am 100% ready to die on and it is thus: Ursula the … Continue reading Ursula the Unsung
Ah, the dealbreaker. That cringey, terrible moment when you realise that the threshold for what you think you can put up with in another human being turns out to be embarrassingly low. Because it will inevitably be a low bar. You won’t be knee-deep into your umpteenth date before discovering they think that women should … Continue reading “Trust me – I’m a Chef…”
The Edinburgh Fringe. That heady time of year when the city’s population quadruples and for an entire month you spend every second you’re outside treating poor unsuspecting flyerers like they’re war criminals. I know, I know – it seems unreasonable of me to be a Fringe crank and, in many ways, it is. To have … Continue reading So You’ve Been Fringed…
I was out having a wee dance on Saturday night for a pal's birthday and it reminded me of a question that I've wondered about on more than one occasion. And that question is: what is it like in men’s bathrooms on nights out in bars. Not for, like, a pervy reason or anything - … Continue reading Restroom? Try Bestroom!
I’m not going to lie to you, the last few weeks have been pretty rough on the old ‘online dating’ front. Ok, that’s not strictly true – nothing bad actually happened. Basically I decided to dip a toe back into the online pool before being reminded that, for the most part, it’s kind of just … Continue reading Quit Kitten Around
On the back of all those films about people taking up a dance class and discovering that they: Had a heretofore unknown talent for the mooooves Met the hot, flexible, sartorially-blessed person of their dreams and Danced their way through all the problems in their life I, alongside two friends (who’d never had the pleasure … Continue reading Pulling the Plug: A Salsa Snafu
So, after a bit of a break from the trials and tribulations of online dating, I decided to bite the bullet, get back on the horse, and use as many metaphors as humanly possible whilst doing so. I won’t lie, it’s been worth it for no other reason than I’ve managed, in a shockingly short … Continue reading Of Peaks & Polyamory
I went to my first properly traditional hen party recently. It was old-school and chock full of inflatable penis’ (peni?), karaoke, dares, dodgy dancing and drink. The bride wore a Pound Land veil, the hens were bedecked in sashes and the prosecco was helpfully decanted through an apparently endless array of penis straws. It was … Continue reading Never Will I Ever…
Happy New Year everybody! This time last year, I was knee deep in a blog about how great I am at not keeping New Year resolutions and, I won’t lie, that situation hasn’t remotely altered. I tried, I really did. Well, kind of. On New Year’s Eve I decided on three resolutions, meant to write … Continue reading Much Ado About Nuptials