London Honey77 seemed like as good a profile name as any, given that I can rarely be bothered to travel outside of the M25 for a date (not even for bags of gold) and I’d imagine it was ‘honey’ (ahem) most men were looking for.
Here’s what I wrote on my profile – ‘I am a positive, fun-loving girl from London looking to meet somebody for good times, interesting conversation and plenty of fun.
Most looked more like welders from Clacton-on-Sea than hedge fund managers from Knightsbridge.
I was asked, within three message exchanges, by a man from Solihull, my thoughts on anal sex (dinner first, at least please) and invited out for lunch by an elderly gentleman who lived in Yorkshire who then sent me a picture of himself holding a fish with a message ‘joking’ about how tight Yorkshire men were with money.
’ Bloody good to be honest – oops, ignore me, just thinking aloud.