I’m Back! Love me Tinder!

IMG_3646Forgive my absence.  I have since writing my last blog been trying to find different ways to meet guys.  As you may recall I cancelled my POF profile and was going to try out a few new ways.

I haven’t as of yet tried speed dating although I have agreed to try this with a mate in Clapham (She will not do it in Brighton as she thinks there will be a better calibre of men in Clapham) She reads my blog so I can see she may well have a point!

I haven’t yet smiled or said hello to a cute guy in the street.  I have seen a few and there is one in particular I like and see quite regular who works in the building opposite me but when I see him I actually resemble my 13 year old self in the playground at school when seeing a crush.  I keep going all giggly and shy and I actually cannot even look at him.  It is pathetic I know!  But I am sure I will get there eventually.  After all I know he is single and his name and age from a new app I have joined called Tinder.

I joined Tinder as it was recommended to me.  It essentially links to your facebook profile, it pulls through your profile pics, friends in common, and interests.  It is a little shallow as you basically swipe left for nope and swipe right for interested.  You can only then message each other when both parties have swiped right.  I have been on it for 3 weeks and have 84 matches as of this morning.  I have taken the bull by the horns with most of them and sent the 1st message to at least 75 of them! It’s a lot I know but even though you might have both swiped right it does not guarantee a response!  I have probably had conversations with about 15 of them and I have so far met up with just 2 but it is early days.

I have definitely got a type all 84 have dark hair and have facial hair of some description.

Meeting number 1 was with a guy who I have had 3 dates with now ‘Dev’ seemed very nice and sweet in our conversations and I was actually quite nervous when going to meet him however he was 25 minutes late for the date and although he did call to let me know I was freezing waiting outside the venue whilst he was delayed but warm whilst driving in his car.  The date was good although ‘Dev’ was exteremely nervous and as he wasnt drinking his nerves did seem to continue throughout the date.  However, there were no sliences and I agreed that I would like to see him again and I have since seen him twice more but if I am honest I do not think there will be a 4th.  As much as he is a sweet and lovely guy he is a good inch shorter than me and also quite skinny.  This is perhaps the swallow part of me coming out but I like a man to be a man and I fear I would have to protect him should there ever be any trouble whilst we were out.  He also does not drink and as much as that is his choice – I think I would worry when out that he was bored whilst I would be drinking and how does a romantic meal for 2 with a bottle of wine work when I’m the only one drinking!  Never say never but think I need to be more ruthless when dating these guys and cut my losses sooner rather than later.

Now meeting 2 – What can I say? hmmmmmm I have never in any of my blogs written about any sexual encounters I may have had since dating.  Mainly because I am a little picky and also it’s private.  I won’t go into details but meeting 2 ‘Winnie’ is probably by far one of the most attractive guys I have ever seen.  He is mix between Tom Hardy and Danny Dyer (Ideal combination for me) To be honest when I swiped right with him I was never expecting to get a match never mind actually meeting him. It was quite obvious from our exchanges that this was not going to be a long term thing but there was  something about him that literally was making me act all girlie although my mate referred to him as a ‘clit tease’ he sent me some pictures of himself where he was obviously ‘making love’ to the camera.  Hard to describe but it obviously worked cause we spoke for a few days before arranging to to meet up.

I have to say apart from the obvious and the reason we met of course (Still no details will be given) I have not laughed that much in a long time than in the 4-5 hours I was with him.  He talked a lot about his life and what he wanted to do but was so easy to talk too, he has some brilliant stories and a really good mince and gay voice which did have me in stiches for a lot of the time.  The reason for the ‘Winnie’ alias is that he was telling me about a chat up line he has invented centred around Winnie the Pooh.

I am under no illusion that I was probably girl number 7 for that week alone but everyone has there needs I guess and he was definitely worth i t.  We have stayed in contact but whether or not there will be a repeat I am not sure but I think I will stay in contact because he really was funny and would be great to have a beer with if only to see him try and use his Winnie the Pooh chat up line on some girls.

Tinder has been an experience so far but a good one and better so far that POF for sure.  I am not sure I like the shallow part but I guess you need the attraction so its a good place to start.  At least you have to have a mutual like in order to chat so you avoid the messages from those that are not your type and there are no “thanks but no thanks” messages required.

I will endeavour over the next few weeks to speak to the hot guy from the office over the way.  Even if its just a Hi! I have a few potential dates on the cards from others on Tinder so I think it will be an interesting few weeks ahead.

Ciao for now.


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

Liar Liar?

Too Good to Be TrueWhen someone seems to good to be true the chances are they are!

Too much in common, just your type, seem to say all the right things etc. etc.

I meet one of these a month ago.  He contacted me first on POF.  His message to me was:

Hey 🙂 You look really nice in your photos, except the dodgy one with the claret and blue shirt ;-p  Anyway, was wondering if you fancy a chat, maybe get to know each other better? x

This is actually quite a thoughtful message for a POF guy as at least shows he has looked at my profile.  Trust me so many of them don’t!

Anyway we chatted for the remainder of the evening asking each other things such as the 3 things you couldn’t live without, music, work, friends, family stuff, why we both single, POF experiences etc. By the end of the evening we had decided we would like to meet up at the weekend as we both agreed we had an awful lot in common.  We exchanged numbers and for the next 2 nights as well as texting spent the evenings talking for hours on the phone.

After talking for just a few days we both decided we didn’t want to wait until the weekend to meet up and arranged to meet up on the Wednesday for a coffee after work.  We had both said we were quite nervous and he had also said that he hoped he was right about me and that I was genuine.  Given that we had been talking I agreed that I hoped he was too.

When we met the date went really well and I do mean really well.  We went for drink and after getting over the nerves we chatted away about everything and a coffee turned into a walk and a few drinks neither of us wanting to end the date.

At the end of the date he said he couldnt wait to see me again and wanted to see me on the Friday.  I took this as a good sign as he was meant to be seeing his mates on the Friday, but I explained I didn’t want him to cancel seeing his friends to meet me but I was free on the Saturday as we had previously arranged.

But as these things seemingly do for me it then all went a bit weird from the following morning.  He stopped texting as much as infact I didnt hear from him all weekend.  He texted after the weekend to say that he had been busy with his mates getting drunk and was very tired.

Since the first date I have seen him twice more and when we are together we have a laugh and get on really well but inbetween he is a completely different person to the guy I used to talk too at the start and who I first met on our first date.

I understand people are busy and have things going on and his reasons for the change are that he has just general shit going on in his life at the moment.  He hasn’t gone into specifics. Is he a liar? He could be telling the truth?  I have asked him as he challenged me over being genuine and valuing honesty over everything else and yet it does not appear to me that these values are something he seems to also participate in, even if he does expect his dates to have these qualities.

As much as I like the guy, and trust me I do otherwise I wouldn’t haven’t given him the time of day that I have, I cannot help but feel there is something else going on.

I don’t understand why guys or anyone for that matter go on a dating website claiming to want a relationship if actually infact they do not have the time for a relationship.

If they hestitate or don’t know what they want then I guess you just have to accept that you are not what they want.  If you are important enough they will want to spend time with you and never be too busy to make time.  If you have to fight for things this early on then it’s time to walk away.  If they don’t fight for you then they don’t see a future with you.

Life really is short and you should spend it with people that want to spend time with you and not those that cause you grief.

I don’t know how this one will end but for the time being I am leaving him alone to deal with the “General Shit” he has going on in his life.

If he is isn’t lying then I guess I will hear from him again but if he is lying I guess he just another player in this ever growing sea of sharks in the dating world.


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……..no 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


Mixed Bag

I’m back……Sorry I have been a little distant I have been a little poorly and had to have an operation but I am back and wanted to update you all on some of my recent happenings and post a few blogs to try and catch up!

So in the few weeks I have been off work a few things have happened.  Scat man made a brief reappearance.  Telling me he had been a ‘bad boy’ and needed Miss (me) to punish him! High on my drugs after my operation and with a little encouragement from my sister who was looking after me I decided to play along and essentially joined in with his little fantasy of a scat role playing over text.  All I can say is this guy really loves his scat! Oh my I don’t think it is something I will ever ever be trying.  Each to their own but definitely not one for me and my gag reflexs 🙂

Also had a message from ‘Hammer’ Now Hammer was someone that contacted me when I was at a cricket game with my friends back at the end of June.  He was very funny and making me and my friends laugh with his sense of humour.  We organised a date after a few weeks of talking but he stood me up!  I never heard from him again until a few weeks ago.  He apologised for his behaviour and explained that he had been involved in an accident in his work van and although it was no excuse for not contacting me he asked for a second chance.  I have decided to give him a chance and we are going out next weekend! I do have high hopes for him as he is extemely funny and makes me laugh and supports West Ham which is my team so we have lots we talk about.  I will keep you posted on progress with Hammer.

I did also go on a date with a guy who I cannot think of what to call him at the moment but had what I though was quite a good first date.  We went for a walk on Hove seafront and then went to Woodies diner for a sandwich as was a daytime date.  Had loads to talk about and no awkward sliences.  After our lunch walked back along the seafront and sat on the wall just chatting and he seemed to be quite open in the things we were discussing.  The date was really easy going and had a really good time and agreed to go on a second date a few days later in the evening so could have a few drinks.  The day after the date ‘Hollywood’ (Liked movies and I am struggling for an alias for this one) texted me to say he didn’t think a second date was a good idea.  When I asked him why he said is was because he didn’t think I was dirty enough (in the bedroom) for him as I seemed too sweet on our date. hahahaha poor boy.  As if on a first date you are going to talk about that sort of stuff.  He said he wanted to stay friends and we have and I do see him occasionally for dinner and to watch a movie.  Bless him for making snap decisions based on a first date about a girl and what she is like in the bedroom.  Think he maybe regrets the decision now who knows.  Now we are friends and we have chatted about stuff maybe he will realise you should not judge a girl and what she is like in bed from a first date!!

Love 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






Who’s idea was this?

So I have never tried online dating before and as my only opportunity to meet guys tended to be on girls nights out at Oceana in Brighton I needed to try a new approach.  Not that the guys you meet out are not my type but let’s be honest when they have had a few pints who knows if you are really theirs!  What’s the old phrase 10 to 2 bird/bloke (I guess now that’s 10 to 3 or 4) depending on the club.  For those of you not familiar with this phase it basically means the club is getting close to closing so you grab the nearest girl or guy nearest to you just so you can have a kiss.

A few of my friends had experienced the world of online dating and the reviews were to be honest very mixed with various levels of success.  After much persuading from those that had the success I hasten to add,  I decided to take the plunge and signed up to Match.Com and Plenty of Fish.  Match.com is a site you have to pay to sign up too and Plenty of Fish or POF as it is known is a free site.

To be totally honest I was so nervous even just typing in my details.  I am no sales woman and am definitely one that looks at my negatives more than my positives and the whole idea is to sell yourself to attract the right person for you.  Not something that comes natural to most people.

*TIP* Be yourself – you can’t look at what other girls have written about themselves and you just have to be honest about you and what you want from a potential date.  Don’t try to think about what a bloke might want as half the time they don’t know themselves and therefore whatever you write will be appealing to some but not to others.

Anyway with the sign up complete you are faced with the daunting task of flicking through thousands and thousands of profiles.  The best way to describe it is like you flicking through a catalogue to see what takes your fancy.  You really do have to put the time in.  The site’s vary slightly but the concept is the same.   On Match.com you can wink at someone you like to show you are interested and on POF you can click on the Meet Me button.  On both you can send messages.  The one thing I would say is do not get disheartened by non-responses.  This is easier said than done trust me I know but as much as you might take a liking to someone they might not feel the same about you.  You definitely need to develop a little bit of a thick skin when it comes to this part of online dating.

I would also say be prepared there are after all some weird people in this world and some I believe have never spoken to a girl before as some of the messages you can receive are let’s just say funny, scary and damn right out of this world cheesy.  My favourites in terms of first contacts for the pure oh my god are you serious factor are:

“Your breasts make my balls jingle like a coin purse”


“Do you like raisins? Cause you raisin this dick”

Needless to say neither of this 2 blokes received a reply from me.

Next time I will tell you about the first few guys I spoke to on the sites and my experience of these contacts.

Until next time……


Brighton Dating Girl x