Articles in Cover Girl
Speaking as a fairly new resident in World of Single, there are many great things about it which I’d either forgotten, or never really noticed back in my early 20s. And the greatest …
I have become invisible. That, or I’ve developed a hideous facial deformity, I’ve started exuding the tang of decomposing catfood and nobody dares tell me, or I’m suddenly dressing like a down-on-her-luck hooker … which …
When it’s a drink with a friend, of course. Or perhaps going to an exhibition, or the cinema, or a gig, or a show that you know they’d be interested in, so you call them, …
It’s a week after my first date with “Adrian”, the man I spotted on the Piccadilly Line reading The Liar, and at last, things are starting to kick off, response-wise. Despite the relative paucity of …
In which a date actually happens. Sorry to keep people hanging on over the weekend, by the way – I was distracted, not by a series of hot dates, but by social obligations to some people …
Two weeks, ten cards … one man?
As Week Two of Project Cover Girl opens, I’m feeling fairly optimistic. I’ve leaped the first hurdle, I’ve refined my carding (and observation) techniques, and all in all …
Welcome back! And what a week it was …The first thing I discovered in my quest for compatible, literate blokes was how few people you see on the tube these days who are reading actual …
London, August 2009. Having just dispatched a no-going-back email to the man who’s been toying with my affections for the last six months, I find myself at pretty much the loosest end I’ve ever experienced. I’m unemployed, heartbroken, and single for the first time in six years. Clearly the immediate solution is to get drunk. But what to do in the long term?
