The past year of Dating (featuring cupboards, crying and dirty knickers)


imagesThe last year or so has been an interesting one buy hey they all are when it comes to dating.

Seriously though I’ve always thought i’m an okay catch, I mean yes I know i’m no Kardashian but I have a good job, own my own property, can cook and love sport but this means nothing in dating.  I never thought I would be single for this long and have often wondered if it’s because I am too picky but I think it’s because online dating is hard.  You may think you connect with someone after chatting and texting but then when you come to meet them they can infact be totally different in person as speaking online does infact allow a person to be exactly what they are not IRL (In real life)

The year has been filled with the weird and not so wonderful, but where do I start hmmmmm……..

Let’s start with ‘cupboard man‘ This one is beyond weird but in a way I kind of feel for him and what he feels he requires sexually.  He started talking to me on twitter, we got on well, seemed to have a few things in common but then the freakishness started.  After meeting him he then told me he was in an open relationship or at least in his head he was as I’m pretty sure his girlfriend had no idea they were in one.  Once I said I wasn’t interested he would still occasionally message me telling me about the sorts of things he had going through his head.  I will stick to the 2 most memorably things he told me.

  1. He asked what I thought about him being used for a week and me locking him in a cupboard whilst I went out to work and couldn’t let him out until I got home.  Me being practical pointed out he had a girlfriend and how exactly would he explain his disappearance.  I would have mentioned the fact that I don’t actually have a lockable cupboard at home but they would have given him hope that I was considering it haha.  He simply replied he would tell her he was going away on business.  Oh silly me!  Surely in an open relationship he could just tell his girlfriend what he was up to.  I declined the kind offer.
  2. Craigslist – Now I had never heard of this list until he explained it was like a wanted ads.  Founded I believe in the states but don’t quote me on that.  He had been searching on Craigslist and come across a couple that wanted another couple to go and watch them have sex in a hotel room in Brighton.  Again I declined and suggested perhaps he ask his girlfriend.  Then the shocker he said he was going to meet a guy in a local park to his house to pleasure him in the toilet.  Seriously I am all up for people exploring things sexually but he was basically going to meet a guy who would pay him £50 to pleasure him in the toilets of a local park.  He wanted to feel used apparently.  I mean seriously do people really do this?!?

I don’t have any contact with him at all surprisingly.

Then we have ‘Crying man‘ now what can I say about this.  Another online treat, having spoken for sometime we finally meet up for a few drinks he seemed like the person I had been talking too which is always a good start if not a little shorter, slight in statue and also feminine than I like my men to be.  Anyway skipping ahead to quite a while later.  I had dinner and drinks round his one night, one or two bottles of wine lead to other things and then he cried.  Yes that’s right full on cried.  Now at this point I am reminded of a quote on his profile stating “I am a pussy and cry at anything” but seriously he cried at the point of ejaculation people!!!  I had no idea what to do I asked why he was crying whilst trying badly not to laugh, I don’t know if the laughter was a shock thing or just a get yourself out of here nervous laughter but he hadn’t pre-warned me or maybe he had with the profile statement hmmmm.  He tried to brush it off but all I could think about was why the hell was he crying.  Was he a virgin and I was his first?! or maybe he was gay and I was his first girl?! My mind was seriously going into overdrive.  He cried.  Maybe it was a release thing I’m really not sure or maybe his profile statement was a disclaimer.  Maybe he should re-word it slightly to warn any future  potential gf’s something along the lines of “**Warning** – Have been known to cry at the point of ejaculation, please do not be alarmed I am just a pussy and I cry at anything.  Please do not feel uncomfortable or laugh it’s just who I am” Like you get the disclaimers on profiles with guys or girls with children or Vegan’s who promise not to try to make you a Vegan cause you are dating them.

In my next blog I will tell you about a close encounter of the dirty knicker kind.  One not to be sniffed at 🙂

Happy Dating


Brighton Dating Girl xx


What should I try next?

I am still here and still dating but have been struggling a little with blog inspiration.  Not too sure why as I have some interesting ones to say the least but thinking that maybe it’s because I have reached the point where I am bored with POF and Tinder.  Or maybe it’s just that I am bored with dating in generally at this moment in time as it seems like it’s just the same old story and the same faces.

But……….Here’s the update on recent events.

“Let’s be friends?

Starting talking to a guy on POF and seemed to click immediately. Had so much in common and chatted for ages about sport (football mainly) but agreed pretty quickly to go on a date with him.  He had some tickets for a food festival locally and asked me to go with him.  Thought it was a brilliant idea for a date so agreed instantly.  This was on the Sunday but continued texting and actually ended up seeing him on the Friday and Saturday prior to the Sunday date.

The weekend seemed to go well but there was a potential spanner in the works.  It appeared that he might have dated my brother’s ex and for me it felt a little weird be like kissing my brother if that makes sense.  He assured me they had not dated on the Friday when I first met him.  But this turned out to be untrue.  After the date on Sunday when he got home he texted me to say he had to come clean as he was feeling guilty for lying and he had infact dated her.  That wasn’t the end of it though as he then confessed that he had an issue with my age. He is nearly 30 and I am 38 so hardly a million years and I had checked with him as soon as we started talking if age was an issue and was assured it wasn’t! Meh! The long and the short of it is I have made another friend.  We have been out since as mates and chat regular and compare notes on dates.  Nothing much else to add on that one really.

“How about a Threesome?”

POF strikes again on this one.  Started chatting to a guy who was into his martial arts so we can call him ‘Martial’ he seemed nice but maybe a little out of practice with chatting to girls.  Started off giving him advice on his profile as he was saying that girls just don’t reply to his messages! Doh! I don’t know why I help them like that I am just too nice considering I should not be helping them be more appealing to other girls when they are talking to me.

Anyhow I digrest.  He kept suggesting he was shy so I agreed to meet him for 10 minutes on his drive home from training.  We meet and he didn’t seem that shy as talked for the 10 minutes and he was asking questions but went along with it.  After we had met he said that although we had met he was still shy.  He explained that he put the shyness down the fact that his ex had cheated on him.

He said he had come up with an idea to help him with the shyness.  The idea was “How about a threesome with me and my mate?” PARDON???? His theory was that he knew him and would feel comfortable doing this! He sent me a picture of his friend (he looked like the guy of off despicable me) Not that I was considering it but I have type and I am very picky on who I let ‘taste the rainbow’ so to speak.  Anyhow his other plan to warm me to the idea was to set up a whats app chat between me, him and his mate entitled sun and fun 🙁 ‘Martial’ then sent a picture to the group of his wiily to which his friend responded with one of his.  The mate then asked “I hope you like what you see?” I responded at this point by saying “erm ‘Martial’ your mate wants to know if you like his willy pic?” then I left the group.

He does’t mention it anymore and when I said to him I was picky and as much as I like to try new things I do not believe his suggestion is a way to get over someone’s shyness!  Even if I was up for it I would at least pick 2 guys I liked and his friend was not in that category to which he replied with “you wouldnt have to look at him he could just be behind you”

Seriously do girl’s actually go for this?

Other than those 2 I have been on one other date ‘Vampire’ All I can say about this one is What the Hell?!  Had a date and at the end of it he bit my neck really hard! I yelped and said fucking hell.  He replied with “Are you not used to that?” erm no, who bites someone that hard on their neck on a date let alone ever to be honest?  It hurt for 3 days after.  He has asked since if I wanted to go for dinner but I have declined.

These are the main reason for my despondant attitude to dating at the moment and the temptation to just delete POF and Tinder for good and leave it up to fate to deliver my prince charming when I least expect it.

Maybe I am too picky but I am determinded not to just settle for someone.  I want the butterflies and the uncontrollable heartbeat when I see them and to find someone I connect with and have things in common with.  I didn’t used to think this was too much to ask for but maybe it is? Suggestions on other ways to meet guys are welcome, what should I try next?

Love Brighton Dating Girl x






My Year of Dating

IMG_4017[1]Thought I would try to sum up this year of my dating experiences to coincide with me also deleting my dating profile on POF. It’s been an experience that is for sure and looking back on it I am not sure there is a lot of good stuff. To be honest thinking about it all I am surprised I am still here to tell the tale and with my personality and confidence still intact. I have certainly chatted to and met some characters including some pure freaks in all honesty.

Still they say dating is never easy but my lord that is an understatement. Don’t get me wrong I have met a couple of nice guys but at the end of the day we all know my thoughts on nice guys. They are generally either too good to be true or just a bit too boring. Some contacts have been entertaining but others are seriously deluded in more ways than one.

When I think about the worse dates or experiences of this year I think without a doubt the award would go to ‘Horror Date’ aka ‘Mexico’ and ‘Catfish’ Although at least with the Catfish saga I have made a friend with the real bloke involved. With ‘Horror Date’ I can safely say this will always be a fear and does still to this day have a heavy influence on my dates and their location.

So for good dates I would say ‘Hammer’ and ‘Liar Liar’ take the award. Even though I am no longer dating either in terms of the best dates and getting on well with someone these 2 for me will be my highlights. I can only hope I can experience more dates of this nature in the future.

In terms of entertainment ‘Scat Man’ has definitely provided that even in sad times his fetish has certainly been a topic of conversation across my friends and family and made us all smile and laugh in one way or another.

Given that I have today cancelled my POF profile does not mean the end of Brighton Dating Girl I am just going to explore different avenues. Work, going out to different places, maybe even dare I say it speed dating! Or maybe just leave it to chance!

Might even put myself out on a limb and say hi to a cute guy I see in the street – after all a relationship cannot start without a greeting right?

Have a fabulous new year and I wish you all the luck, happiness and health in 2014. Here’s to more good dating tales.


Brighton Dating Girl x

Scat Man – Warning on this one! Not for the faint hearted.

IMG_3578Ok folks I didnt actually think I would be persuaded to write a full blog about scat man as I really wasnt sure that anyone would want to read about it to be honest.  However, it has provided me and my friends as well as my family with some giggles over the last few months so here goes nothing I guess……….

I met scat man on POF surprise surprise.  Dialogue started off qute sensible to start with until he then said to me ‘I was surprised to hear back from you considering what is on my profile’  At this point I did panic slightly thinking did I miss something really bad when reading his profile.  Given some of the fetishes etc. I have come across I thought I was a little more savvy now in picking up on key words that might suggest a fetish like ‘watersports’ as an example.  I didnt remember reading anything that had alerted me to a fetish or him being a serial killer but I went back and read his profile again just to be sure.  The only word I must confess I had kind of skipped over was the word ‘Scat’ naively perhaps as like most people I have asked 98% have no idea as I did that ‘Scat’ is not music (most of you may remember the song ‘I’m a scatman’) well Scat is indeed a fetish for Poo or Shit as scat man prefers.

At this point I think curiousity took over and I asked scat man how he had realised that he had a bit of a thing for poo.  He explained that he was in the bath one day when his then girlfriend came in to use the toilet and needed a poo and he got aroused by it.  Again I grant you this was a good point to stop the conversation there and then but I questioned him further and asked if he had experimented with girlfriends and what exactly it entailed.

Scat man explained that essentially he likes anything poo related, watching girls go for a poo, farting, the act of trying to go for a poo (straining I assume he means) or even smearing poo on their arse cheeks following a poo etc. He had tried a few things with an ex girlfriend such as him laying in a bath and her shitting on his chest.

I also asked him what his favourite type of poo was as he explained there are many many different poo’s!  The things you learn hey, I always assumed a poo was a poo.  But, what do I know.  His favourite is a hangover poo. Apparently because it is sticky and smelly 😐

IMG_3520Scat man was obviously at this point I assume extremely pleased if not a little turned on at the thought of me asking so many questions about something that I assume most girls run a million miles from and asked if I would like to learn about all things scat and become his scat student,  He started to call me ‘Miss’ and said I could call him ‘Sir’ He explained that it would be a long process or teaching me and we would startslow but that was willing to teach me if I wanted to learn.

I am not desperate and I have a terrible gag reflex and as fit as scat man may be I just don’t think this is something I could get into.  I explained to my nan about scat man and she said she wasn’t surprised that everyone has something a little weird that they are into nowadays.  Scat man did a few times send me videos of him shitting (Which I did not watch)  and I do get messages every now and again asking me if I need a poo (or as the pictures show a smiley poo!) with the occasionally Hi! if I am lucky.

I am by no means mocking scat man as everyone has something about them that others do not like or a fetish that others may find strange.  I guess I was curious to work out why he would like that but at no point did I laugh at him when talking to him about it.

But I think it is step to far for me in this particular case to take this anything further as I am not very good with gross things such as poo or even saliva in the street!  But as my nan said ‘Each to their own’ and I do hope Sir finds his Miss soon.


Brighton Dating Girl x






Plenty of Freaks…Update!

So I thought I should update you all on some of the goings on……

Hammer from my last blog the one I had high hopes for unfortunately turned out to be a little mixed up! De Ja Vu I know.  I did meet up with him to say hi! the weekend before our big date it was meant to be 5 minutes for us just to say hi so the date would be more comfortable.  The 5 minutes actually turned into 5 hours as we got on so well and had such a laugh that I think we both forgot it wasnt actually meant to be a date.  But the following day he texted me to say that he had a hang up and wasn’t sure he wanted to get into a relationship but said he might see me in 6 months at a West Ham game when he sorted his head out.  All I can say is sweetheart, get yourself off the dating website where you state you want a relationship! I’m not there just to boost your ego! Yeah of course i’ll wait 6 months for you to sort out your baggage! NOT!

Other dates have not gone so well either to be honest but I guess it makes for good reading.

I started talking to 2 locals guys ‘Chef’ and ‘Sparky’

Chef was older than me and new to the area so I agreed to go on a date after a few phone calls and various messages.  However, come date day I heard nothing from him.  Time pasted and a week later i got an apology to say his nan had been taken ill and he had had to go home and was sorry but would like to meet up.  He texted me the morning of the newly arranged date to ask me to call him at 5 when i finished work so we could meet up.  I called him at 5 and low and behold no answer,  I tried again 15 minutes later and still no answer so I went home.  Not heard from him since.  I can offer no explaination on this one other than…… I have nothing!

Sparky was someone than seemed nice and we instantly had a laugh with our messages.  We had pretty much arranged a date within a few days of starting to talk but low and behold on the day of the date he texted me to apologise and say a family matter had arisen that he needed to deal with and could not make the date.  He texted me the next day and we re-arranged for that night.  He explained what had happened the day before and I did believe him.  Anyway yes you guessed it a few hours before meeting I texted him to check he was still ok to meet and he couldn’t same reason as the day before.  At this point I should have told him to jog on but he did seem genuine with his reason so we agreed to try a day date the following day.  I meet a friend for lunch and was due to meet him at 4pm in a local pub and yes you’ve guessed it he cancelled again!!!!!  He said he was sorry and it had been a bad week but still wanted to meet but come on 3 times in 3 days cancelling all 3 times on the day of the date is taking the mick sunshine!

I am seriously considering coming off plenty of fish.  As much as it provides me with the material for my blog the guys are either after one thing only as the message I received today demonstrates.

“Hey I am 28 and living in Hove (by Palmeria Square) you? You up for meeting for casual sex? x

Or they are messed up individuals with a lot of baggage or really into certain fetishs such as scat man.  I know I joined it because I wasn’t meeting people out and about but there has to be a better way? surely!!

Love Brighton Dating Girl x


Catfish Update

So friends I have had a weird day today on the Catfish Saga. I received a message today on facebook from the real person who’s identity was used to create the profile of Lewis and Greg.  It would appear it was the cousin who is infact not really his cousin after all but an ex friend.  It would appear I am not the first person he has done this too and the real person has had girls turning up at his work that have been catfished by this person.

I have helped him out today with what details I have and he has reported it to the police.

I am happy that I know the truth now and can rest easy knowing that I was right to tell the girlfriend so that they could contact me and get the real person who is doing this hopefully a little bit of karma.

Love Brighton dating girl x

The Depressive

Now I know I say I feel I have dated the set of weirdos and “Ted” is another example of this.  I met Ted on he seemed like a normal guy.  There’s that word again normal! Maybe I should pick one that seems weird and then maybe I will get the opposite effect.

Ted was 32 and local.  We had been chatting for about a week and had agreed to meet at a pub local to my work.  He said it was just for one no pressure drink as he had himself been on a few horror dates and therefore did not want any pressure.  The date started off with him running late and me sitting in the pub waiting but when he did arrive he did at least look like his pictures!

The date went well as we seemed to forget about the one drink rule we had agreed on and went on a bit of a pub crawl through Brighton.  I got home at 2am so for a one drink date thought it went reasonably well.  A few truths were revealed on the date such as he had been married to an asian girl (which wasn’t on his profile) Also that his mum had died of cancer a year ago and he wasn’t over it and had moved back home to look after his dad which had contributed to his divorce and he wasn’t quite over it.  I did however agree to a 2nd date!!

A week later we went on the 2nd date within 1 drink Ted starting talking about his mum.  My dad has been through cancer and I really do appreaciate the pain it can cause but on a second date the conversation was a little heavy and depressing to say the least.  I am looking for someone to date not someone to counsel!  I did however agree to a 3rd date as although the conversation was a little depressing we didn’t lack things to talk about.

The 3rd date however pretty much sealed the deal for me in terms of Ted.  We met at Weatherspoons as he wanted to go somewhere cheap not a great start. I have nothing against Weatherspoons but there is a time and a place and a date is not one of them in my opinion. After a swift drink we moved onto a local Vietnamese restaurant.  We shared a starter as Ted wanted to keep things to a budget and then had a main course each.  I had a couple of beers and Ted had one and then had a bit of my 2nd one.  When the bill came Ted got out his iphone and started to work out what we had each had.  Half the starter each, main course each, 1 and 1/3 beers for Ted and 1 and 2/3 beers for me.  I kid you not he sat there working it out.  The total bill only came to £37.  I got so annoyed I threw £20 0n the table and walked out as the difference was only about £ 1 just to split the bill down the middle.

Ted did try to get in contact with me following the date but I need someone to date who is man not who needs counselling.  Hardly the best way to start any relationship in my opinion.


Brighton dating girl x



Catfish Alert


So this story begins as most of my messed up encounters seem to which is via a message received on POF. I will not use any nicknames in this as after all there really seems no point.

So one Saturday night in June I received a message from a guy call Lewis Holmes, 29 from Longfield the messages started off very positive and we appeared to have a lot in common. His profile seemed just like any other one, he had various pictures and a full description so nothing seemed suspicious. We exchanged numbers and added each other on facebook and we had arranged our first meeting. He had 2 children aged 2 and 4 and therefore given my horror date I suggested bringing the children so we could do something fun like go to the sealife centre in Brighton. My thinking on this was that if I didn’t get on with the children or they didnt like me then we could work this out straight away before any 2nd or 3rd dates.

We chatted on the phone and skyped everyday and things seemed to be going ok. He explained that he had a down syndrome cousin and had told his cousin about me and asked if he could add me as well on facebook. I agreed as it seemed important to him that I would get on with his cousin. Lewis seemed extremely desperate to ask me to be his girlfriend and add me on facebook that we were in a relationship but given we had not met I declined (Alarm Bells did ring at this point!) He had explained to me that his relationship with the mother of his children was not good and she had cheated and he had gone to court over the children.

Anyhow on the Thursday night prior to our Saturday date. Lewis said he wasnt feeling well and had to take his children to his mothers for her to look after them so he could rest. On the Friday he said he was feeling much better and he was 95% certain him and the children would be at the station as planned on Saturday morning. He gave me his email address and asked me to email over the details of the Sealife centre so he could show the children. When I sent the email outlook suggested I stay in contact with this person on facebook which was weird considering we were already friends on facebook. It was Lewis’s picture but when i clicked on it it was a different profile in the name of Greg Smithies. It had the same pictures as the Lewis Holmes profile including I might add pictures of the children.

I at this point started to feel a little sick given that I have watched catfish the tv show. For those of you that haven’t it’s a show about people getting into relationships with people they have meet online and then the person they have been talking to actually turning out to be someone completely different. Remembering some of the things they tell you about and teach you on the show I searched both names on google and came up with nothing. No birth records, electoral roll or anything. I am not a stalker, just given some of the bad experiences I have had and the fact that I live alone a girl can never be too careful and thanks to Catfish the TV show I had learnt a few tricks on how to check a few things out.

I sent Lewis a message asking who Greg Smithies was? He replied saying it was a fake profile that he had set up to chat up girls with his friends and that he no longer used it. He had infact stopped using it the day he started talking to me. hmmmmmm.

Now at this point my friends I should have walked away but agreed to still meet him the next day as planned. Lewis said he would contact me as soon as he got up to let me know he was on his way.

The day arrived!!!! 10.10 ETA on train arriving at Brighton station. At 9.30 I am still at home. No calls from Lewis and no contact. I had tried to call him but no answer. Finally at 11.30 I got a text to say that he was really sorry but his mum had had a nasty fall and he had been at the hospital with her all night and wasn’t going to be able to make it and could we reschedule for the following weekend. I agreed. I received the following message from Lewis:

I crazy for you baby, I love you it’s mad and crazy but I tingle with passion thinking of you . Life’s to short to stand still you have to grab things you want and baby I will fight and be willing to walk a 1,000 miles to show you my love, so I guess I say baby take my heart and let me call you my wonderful, caring, sexy girlfriend xxxxx

I still decline after all I still haven’t met the bloke!

Now the weekend comes and goes and then on Tuesday Lewis who is obviously bored at work starts adding loads of 16 year old girls on facebook and I don’t mean a couple I mean about 50 of them. I send him a message to ask if he is bored as my timeline is full of notifications of Lewis Holmes is now friends with x and y and z. Lewis says he needs to make more sales, he works for Sky in sales. I explain to him that a 16 year girl is not likely to buy Sky considering they probably still live at home but he says yes but they might be able to persuade their parents to buy it! At this point I explain that it is highly unlikely in this day and age that a 16 year old girl will be able to persuade her mum or dad to buy Sky television off some random bloke that has friended her on facebook. Not listening he continues to add them and I send him a message to say you are weird and this behaviour is damn right freaky and therefore I am removing him from facebook. He immediately blocks me before I have a chance to do anything rather than defend himself or call me an idiot. This is indeed the last contact I had with Lewis Holmes/Greg Smithies.

His cousin was still friends with me on facebook so I sent him a message saying I was sorry but Lewis was acting weird and I was going to unfriend him and leave it up to him if he still wanted to be my friend.

2 days later I get a friend request from the cousin. I accepted and on his wall was Lewis/Greg’s picture and comments with yet another name (This time the real one!!) When I clicked on it it said he was in a relationship with a girl who is incidently the girl who was in a few photos on his POF profile but he had labelled as a family friend. She was infact the mother of his children! He had told me his children were called Jack and David when infact they were called something completely different infact the names he had tattooed on his arms who he had told me were the names of his grandad.

Now I decided this was all too much so I reported his profile on POF and explained the story and reported him on facebook. The Lewis Holmes profiles have now been completely removed but the Greg Smithies one is still there on facebook even though it was also reported. Please feel free to go take a look. (Black T-Shirt and Headphones on) I also sent him a message calling him his real name and asking how his children were using their real names and told him I had reported him. I also after talking to mates and the police sent a message to the girlfriend. Mainly because I was worried that this guy uses photos on his children on every profile. I never heard back from her. Maybe she already knew but I knew if it was me and that the fact that children were involved I would want to know. It’s upto her what she does with the information now.

Lewis/Greg  obviously dumped his phone after I confronted him as I then started getiing messages and calls from the number saying someone had found the phone and my number and messages were on it and could I tell them who the phone belonged too. I said I had no idea!

Girls and Guys, don’t get sucked into any stories and don’t fall for the soppy shit. If it moves to quickly then there is a probably a reason they are wanting to you to feel like that. All I can say is if alarm bells ring don’t feel bad for checking up on them. There are some weird people in this world and I feel like I nearly dated the full set of them. Keep your wits about you.

Until next time, take care.


Brighton Dating Girl x

Horror Date

So this blog has probably been the hardest one for me to write.  But feel I should share it even if it does still make me feel a little sick inside.

So I have had 2 encounters that I would class as horrors.  The first of these took place in May.  The guy “Mexico” seemed again to be normal whatever that is nowadays.  We had been talking for about a week on POF and on the phone and had arranged a date for a Saturday night in Brighton, meeting at the Sussex Pub.  He told me to dress up as would be going to some nice places.  So I did and waited outside the pub at 9pm only for him to turn up in jeans and a baggy scruffy polo shirt.  Not the best first impression and it really didn’t get any better.

Instantly feeling over-dressed I decided this was a one drink and leave date.  He had also lied on his profile and revealed he was infact 39 and not 35 as his profile stated.  He also only really lived in the UK about 3 months of the year on and off as was mainly based in Cancun, Mexico.  He was what I would describe as a know it all one of those that regardless of what you have done he has done it ten times better and owns many t-shirts (bloody scruffy baggy ones at that).  It really does not make for great conversation when people are better at everything than you or so they think.

Anyway after my small glass of wine which I realised I had drank probably a bit to quick I tried to make my excuses and leave this somehow turned into just have another small one before you go!

This my friends is as much then of the date that I can remember.  I woke up the next day in bed at 1pm with no recollection of the previous nights events.  I checked my phone to see if there were any clues on there apart from a few missed calls from Mexico at 3.30am it appeared that I hadn’t texted or called anyone.  I texted a few people to see if I had contacted anyone the previous night trying to piece together what had happened.  I had texted a male friend to say I was on the date from hell and my date had slapped me!  But other than that it would appear no contact had been made with anyone else.

I cannot really tell you much else other than I tried to get details out Mexico who obviously thought I was joking that I could not remember and tried to wind me up by saying we had been to a strip club amongst other things.  Once he realised I was not joking he then switched to say he hoped he didnt think he had drugged me.  Given that I have never blacked out before or been in a situation where i have not been able to remember details or the fact that I do not remember anything after drink number 2 I think that I probably was drugged.  I do occassionally have flashbacks as I did after writing this.

It’s one of those things that you think will never happen to you but it can happen to anyone I guess woman or men.

I will never know the full details of that night or what happened to me.  I got checked out to make sure I was ok which thankfully I was but this will always for me be a horror date and one that leaves me extremely cautious for any future dates.

For dates now I try to suggest things like a walk on the pier or something that generally doesnt involve alcohol.

Take care all.


Brighton Dating Girl x










Plenty of Freaks

So ‘Plenty of Fish’ or POF as it’s known is called ‘Plenty of Freaks’ and it has the name for a good reason.  As the site is free is is probably fair to say that this site is harder work than others as only 1 in 100 blokes and I hear woman too from my male friends that use it are what I would call normal.

It is possibly also encouraged as there are 2 options in the what you are looking for category.  One is not single/not looking(Yes I don’t understand that either, why is that even an option on a dating website?) and one is casual/no commitment.  As a result you receive a lot of messages offering one night hookups or married men looking for a release or an escape as they put it.

The first messages you receive from people really do vary.  Some of the ones I have received are as follows:

“I’m really good at massages, fancy one here’s my number xxxx”

“Hi sexy, You have a sexy smile and nice nails, fancy a chat?”

“Hi, Do you have nice feet, cause their is nothing I like more that a girl with nice feet that will let me lick them clean after a hard day at work” (Yes really – Not the worse one I have had either!!)

“Hi” (I did reply Hi) to which I then got  message saying i’m surprised to hear back from you considering I have scat on my profile (I had to look it up too) I will save you the trouble as you probably won’t want it on your internet history.  It’s essentially anything poo related! He did ask if I wanted to be his scat student so he could teach me about all things scat!

IMG_2872Don’t get me wrong I have had some really nice first messages and have struck up coversations with a few people but that is once again where the fun/trauma begins for me.  Mr Germany was a firm favourite for me as we seemed to get on well, shared a lots of interests and no weird first messages.

Mr Germany seemed like a decent enough guy.  We had been chatting for a few weeks and were trying to arrange our first date when he contacted me to say his work had asked him to go and work in Germany for 3 months.  He said the timing was rubbish as we were getting on really well but I told him to go for it and it was only 3 months.  We agreed to stay in contact and would try to meet up in Brighton before he went and on a weekend visit home and then maybe I could go and see him in Germany.  He had to leave pretty much straight away so we did not get to meet up but continued to stay in contact via phone and text.  Then after his first full week away I got a text on the Saturday morning saying “I can’t be a 100% certain but I think I might have knobbed a German bird last night lol” Well guess what I didn’t laugh out loud.  My reply was “How nice for you, thanks for sharing”  I would love to tell you what he was thinking when he sent me this meesage but I can’t, maybe he thought I can’t do this 3 months is too long so I’ll annoy her to put her off but I really don’t know to be honest.

Now Mr Germany is also the guy that sent me the picture of his manhood against a sky remote as mentioned in my previous blog.  It was described as material to keep me going until his return to the UK!   Naive of me as Mr Germany seemed normal to start with but actually turned out to be knob that obviously had a bit of a thing for ‘knobbing’ birds  I do occasionally hear from him. He is still in Germany and hasn’t been back to Brighton.  He is thinking of staying in Germany so don’t worry girls there will be no “knobbing” happening with Mr Germany.

Next time I will tell you about my worse online dating horror.


Brighton Dating Girl x