I bet a friend £18 I’d find a woman here and have sex with her. Reply and have sex with me, I’ll cut you in at 37%. English Professor, 63.Via The Second Pass
I’m placing an ad in this column. Things are worse than I thought. Not as bad as they are for you, F, reading this and about to reply. M, 34.
The celebrity I resemble the most is Potsie from Happy Days. What feels so right can’t be wrong. Man, 46. Box no. 2480.
F,45. Ready to begin again with M willing to provide time-sheets/supporting documentary evidence for every minute spent out of the house.
There’s enough lithium in my medicine cabinet to power three electric cars across a sizeable desert. Man, 33. Officially Three Cars Crazy.
Many people carry scars from past relationships. Not me: mine come from Chinese buffets. Clumsy, argumentative dim sum enthusiast (M, 45).
I grazed my knee writing this advert. Accident prone F, 35. Box no. 4311.
There are 289 species of octopus. I can, and will, name them all during the act of love. M, 58. Box no. 6759.
Dec 29, 2009
How can something that feels so right be wrong?
The London Review of Books is posting a Twitter feed of its personals. A selection of the best offers a fascinating insight into the British art of love:—