I’m 31 and single, and am keen to get my mojo back on the dating scene in person this year. What kind of things would you suggest putting in the diary?
My dearest reader. You ask the question I have posed on so many weekends since I moved to this city in 2012 — when I’m texting another single girl to make plans for our Big Night Out together, when I’m fruitlessly herding a group of women from bar to bar up and down the streets of central London until 3am, when I’m desperately scrolling through Time Out listings at 19.59 on a Friday night. Where are they all?
Having investigated for a decade, I can now say with confidence: there is no definitive answer.