My mother says I’ll be done under the Trade Descriptions Act for having the tagline ‘the highs and lows of a London love life’. Thank you Mother. No really, thank you. Fed up with listening to me bang on about ‘wanting to be a writer’, she pretty much ordered me to get on and do it.
Thank you too to my flatmate for disagreeing when I said I didn’t have time to write. Less grateful for his suggestion that I call the blog ‘No Sex and the City’.
Mad Blogs & Englishmen is a wry exposition of the realities of dating in the big city. It started life as romantic comedy. Now, in my mother’s words, ‘there’s a note more of slight despair’.