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There were quite a few bad dating experiences in 2015, from the TMI Dutch guys and consolation prize-giving boy from Belgrade to a low maintenance weekend in Stockholm so I’ve resolved to avoid dating in 2016.

The sheikh seems undeterred … Read more →

From hanging out with a sheikh, who asked us to cover up before going to the village so we wouldn’t shock the locals yet was stopped with a missing number plate and out-of-date licence while driving us to the desert … Read more →

The middle class has always been good at spending all of or beyond their yearly income, I read in an article referring to the ubiquitous squeezed middle recently and thought that it probably sums up most food-obsessed Londoners.

‘Life’s too … Read more →

‘You’re getting a man for Christmas?’ – friends keep mishearing my seasonal holiday travel plans (for Oman).

‘Make sure you pack plenty of water,’ mum advised after I told her that the friend of Monique’s informed us that his friend’s … Read more →

‘I want to introduce you to a decent guy before I move back to Scotland,’ Al said during dinner at my local pan-Asian. I was a little squiffy from my second glass of riesling so I readily agreed without asking … Read more →

Monique forwarded me the Sunday Times article on MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way; pronounced ‘mig-tau’), Meet the men giving up on women, in which Martin Daubney interviews members of the online community, and describes how the movement’s male … Read more →

For the first time in US history, there are more couples in which the woman is better educated than her husband than vice versa, according to a study by the Pew Research Center. This isn’t just a US phenomenon: … Read more →

Sometimes I attempt to write about tech, culture or fashion, but the disastrous date blogs remain the most popular.

Friends regularly contribute – whatever they say may be unwittingly used for material. One friend recently forwarded a … Read more →

‘I should probably take up yoga,’ I said to my cosmetic doctor, during my appointment for a second round of Botox to cure my nighttime teeth grinding habit.
‘Just keep drinking whisky and you can visit me,’ he flashed his … Read more →

A friend has lent me The Tent, The Bucket and Me, actress and writer Emma Kennedy’s tales of disastrous childhood summer holidays in the ‘70s, which has had me suppressing laughter during my morning commute for the last week.… Read more →