It seems that turning 32 has resulted in some sort of secret mobilization by my friends and family to find me someone to settle down with. In the space of the last week or so, 3 different people have come up to me, and offered my blind dates with people they know. I have ostensibly said yes to all of them, but I would rather I took them on one at a time.

Normally I would be quite narked about all this, some strange part of my ego rebelling and thinking I can find my own thanks, but actually I need to throw myself into this endeavor like I would writing something, or a painting, and take every opportunity.

So what do I know about these girls, well lets break it down.

Girl 1: Is the friend of someone I went on a date with, but we didn’t have a spark. However we did get on, so she reckons I would be suitable for her friend. That is all I know. I did the usual Facebook search, but I swear everyone I am ever set up with either has some sort of idyllic beach scene or them in a mask as a profile photo. I can’t judge, my profile photo currently is me sporting a giant fake Santa beard).

Girl 2: This is through a family connect. I know is that she is based in Leicester, is an advanced practitioner in radiography and plays electric drums and is part of a band. Now that sounds kind of cool. Electric drums is strange, but a musical person could be cool. However, as the only fair way to do this is in a chronological way, she will have to wait before I email her. See how Girl 1 fares first.

Girl 3: Now we are at today’s nomination. A colleague at work said she knows someone of ‘average attractiveness’ who might get on with me. What with me being at best ‘averagely attractive’ – like Macaroni and Cheese … not exactly Michelin standard, but still pretty good looking on a winters day because all you want is stodge – I would be happy to meet her.

So maybe when the Winter party season is over, I can start working my way through the motley crew above … mental note, never show any of them this blog referring to them as a motley crew, or the term working through them. Makes it sound like a job, like taking the bins out, or sewage technician, 2^nd class.

I am just digging a hole here.

- Anand