Have you noticed how many dating sites there are? It's like the dating sites all started hooking up, getting drunk and having baby dating sites. Everyone on these sites look younger and younger and they are spawning like trout or Gremlins.
But here's the thing - if you look on any of the countless dating sites you'll see an interesting phenomenon. A staggering number of women list their favourite pastime as "romantic walks on the beach". Yet, when you trawl through the men, you would be hard pressed to find any that list romantic walks as their idea of a perfect evening.
For me, it would be a perfect evening if she brought a friend along. If it involved alcohol, really dirty sex, some kind of vast platter of food, the giddy laughter of the terminally naughty, a twister board, several semi-naked Euro backpackers and perhaps a small stint in jail, then I would consider that beach to have been well utilised and the evening a roaring success.
So, how do men and women get together if our startup images of romance are so disparate?
Men lie. They grit their teeth and say, "Yeah, that would be great to stroll down the beach wearing my sweater round my neck like I am in an insurance TV ad".
So, what's your idea of the perfect evening?
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