Dating in London as a gay man is a slog. A real slog. We think the dating pool is huge, but this is an illusion – chances are you’ve matched with that guy before. Or if you haven’t, you’ll soon find out that he went on three dates with your best friend in 2019 before they realised they were both bottoms. Still, this guy and your mate do still WhatsApp occasionally about Madonna tour rumours, because we are after all the LGBTQ community.
Anyway, in this new weekly newsletter, I’ll be sharing my full, frank and sometimes funny experiences of dating in London. I’ll also be discussing some of the pressing issues we face as queer men on the dating scene – body-shaming, femmephobia and consent, many of which I have explored in my journalism for publications including VICE and GQ.
And finally, I’ll be answering any questions you may have in the classic (f)agony aunt style. Is it ever okay to ghost? Can you tell your parents you met on Grindr? Should you automatically ignore someone who opens the chat with “nice dick?”
I will be asking for a small subscription fee because, well, my words have value and a boy’s gotta eat. Lads, let the fun begin.