- he later asks her: 'Have you ever heard of a man called Robert Louis Stevenson? The Soulmates say they want love, but they lack the charm to secure it. Saucy-Pedant meets someone who has 'lots of interesting anecdotes about travelling in Asia', but, she later discovers to her horror, 'the table [in his kitchen] was Formica' - as if that's only a notch above Fred West's basement.
Newcomer Website of the Year was given to Inner Circle, who also came away with Best London Dating Event.
The data was leaked thanks to ‘human error’, the publisher of the newspaper noted, and it wasn’t the fault of a Guardian employee, but rather a third-party technology provider.
No more details were supplied about the source of the data spillage, but The Guardian confirmed that the problem no longer exists, as you would hope.
Soulmates is supposed to be a key to the magical world of internet dating, a guide to navigating the treacherous seas of online love, which, as this statistic-stuffed book details, generated 12million first dates in the UK last year alone. As I turned the pages, I found I didn't want to fall in love, online or offline, ever again. They are so irritating you don't even want them to succeed as they search for the sublime.
In the most riveting section, it prints first-person descriptions of daters' experiences, as if several hundred Carrie Bradshaws were all shouting at once. It is, as a passion textbook, an utter turn-off - mean, sterile, oddly loveless. Soulmates, you see, has taken its case studies from a tiny puddle of pseudo-intellectual urban metrosexuals, and they are very irritating people.