When I wasn’t ignored, it often felt as if I were on a production line.
One woman I met in a bar early on claimed haughtily that she’d been out with a man called Mike the day before and was meeting another called Steve the following day. One 45-year-old sent me a picture of herself six months ago posing stark naked in bed.
We enjoy regular Sunday lunches together and if there’s someone I’m considering introducing our sons to, Christabel — who’s been with a new boyfriend for the past two years — will meet her first. But I was torn between spending time with Alison and seeing my boys.
After two years, she ended it, saying she didn’t feel like a big enough part of my life.
A forthright brunette demanded I wear Superman underwear on our date to give her ‘something to remember’.
Still trying to find my feet, I was overwhelmed by the feeling of not being as ready to start dating as I had thought and barely said a word.
But she, like all the others, wanted more commitment than I am willing to give and so it didn’t go any further.
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Carleton Smith, 55, is a divorced private chef from Chilham, Kent. But, by that point, I’d been internet dating for two years and had been told one lie too many. I began online dating six months after my wife Christabel and I separated five years ago.
I also hoped, selfishly, it would persuade my dates that I wasn’t to blame for my single status; that there was a legitimate, if tragic, reason.
Kate had suffered a sudden brain haemorrhage a year earlier in September 2006.
For the first two years of dating online, I subscribed to a dating service run by one national newspaper. On my first date, a stunning solicitor turned up at my home in a BMW and designer dress.
A mere five minutes after we met, she suggested the pair of us perform an unprintable sex act. When I said I wanted her to leave she looked taken aback, as if I should have been turned on.The build-up is rarely racy: one woman cooked me chicken casserole last month before kissing me on the sofa.