My dating disasters diary read online
' Ben Hallon, Diary of a Wimpy Kid Fan The first in Jeff Kinney's side-splitting series, join Greg Heffley as he's thrust into a new year, and a new school, where undersize weaklings share the corridors with kids who are taller, meaner and already shaving.
I'll be famous one day, but for now I'm stuck in middle school with a bunch of morons.
We moved in together, he proposed a year later on a beach in Australia and we got married last December. I was in the Netherlands when I used the app and he was Dutch, so I was nervous about the language barrier – but from texting I could tell his English was good.
We decided to go to a gig, although I turned up an hour early and had to go home and come back again. Then I said I’d buy him a drink but didn’t recognise the Euros in the dark, so he ended up paying. I’m in something new and wonderful thanks to the Guardian Soulmates app.
With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, maybe these stories of dating app success will restore your faith in swiping. I first saw my now boyfriend on Tinder: rugby kit, gorgeous dreadlocks. I contacted a mutual friend who sent him my Tinder profile picture and he said he’d ‘look out for me’ so we never officially matched, and my friend did nothing to set us up. Fast forward to 2015, and I see this cute guy on Happn with short hair, wearing a suit; it wasn’t until we matched and he messaged that I realised it was the same guy.
We now live together and have a crazy amount of weird connections and mutual friends – we had probably been at the same parties but never met.
'As a teacher working with dyslexics and struggling readers, I am always on the look out for books...
Superficial, just for sex, full of morons: these are just some of the critiques levelled at dating apps.
I went on Tinder after an eight-year relationship ended. Shirtless selfies – swipe left as fast as possible.
I hadn’t really dated as an adult and thought it was a great way to learn; Tinder required little effort, unlike websites that asked you to write a big profile, and you’d chat for weeks before getting asked out. I wanted to date people with a good sense of humor, so I looked for guys with a description or pictures that made me giggle.
I came across a guy who was extremely cute, looked like he was a ton of fun and seemed genuine… It really made me laugh so I took him up on his offer.
I panicked before our first date in case he was an axe murderer, but we met on the South Bank and wandered from pub to pub before grabbing some unplanned dinner.
We both knew pretty quickly that this was something different and before long we were sharing amazing holidays, tiny urban apartments and lots of wine.
‘I’d had quite a few dating app disasters but I’m a pretty positive person so I knew there were good men on there, too.