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Hot Danish and I had a bet about whether or not Natasha would get it on with Jacques, whom HD had originally introduced her to. Natasha seems to be attracted to older, complicated men and Jacques had invited Natasha to … Read more →

‘I try to talk about other things but most people just chat about work,’ Hot Danish said, referring to one of the post-work events he has to attend regularly. ‘One guy actually said he was glad to “touch base offline” … Read more →

I didn’t really think about the guy paying for most things when I went out with the blood-red-artwork-owning-ex, who is 14 years my senior (he had actually lied about his age twice, which he admitted to my mum, who replied, … Read more →

Monique’s books were rejected by her local charity shop. No one wants Men are From Mars, Women are From Venus and their ilk these days apparently. Her books sat forlornly on the top of a table in her hallway. After … Read more →

A lot of people at Hot Danish’s workplace were struck down by a stomach bug last week. HD got it first; then passed it on to me, so I spent most of the weekend throwing up. During the week he … Read more →

The expensive beauty products belonging to his ex are still at Hot Danish’s; she’d chosen the Kelly Hoppen-style interiors for his South Kensington flat; and her interesting, successful friends are now his, too.

Hot Danish and I had our first … Read more →

Valentine’s Day is dreaded by men and women. It’s contrived, so how can it ever live up to expectations. Mark was particularly vitriolic about it, ‘Commercialising humankind’s most profound emotion for dollars… It’s disgusting when you think about it.’ But … Read more →

‘Are you and May free this Friday to come over for dinner at my new guy’s in Kensington?’ I texted Mark.
‘New guy, eh – is this the French man? Would love to come over with May, meet him and … Read more →

Natasha and I were both having a meltdown Monday. Mine usually start from when I check my bank account at 9am. Natasha was feeling trapped in her new job. She tried calling from her car (the only place with privacy) … Read more →

The new guy (we’ll call him Hot Danish) had booked us return flights to his home city after three weeks of dating. ‘You won’t be meeting the family this time, though,’ he smiled. He’d also asked me to put a … Read more →