Funny old thing, love. We spend our lives looking for it, or avoiding it, or claiming to be incapable of it. It frightens us; it fascinates; it can result in fucking, or crying, or hating, or ...

Fate has thrown together in the Guardian Blind Date blender of doom Imelda, 56, a local authority officer, and Jayesh, 66, who works in medical devices. Two jobs I want to know absolutely nothing more ...

A couple of things we need to get through before we wade in with our knockoff Hunters that we got from the car boot sale from the man who has L-V-O-E tattooed on his left knuckles: THE GLORIOUS DEAD ...

Summer loving happened so fast according to Travolta, J and Newton-John, O, but how quickly will love blossom between Max, 25, a chef, and Kajol, also 25, and a doctor. Two professions straight out of ...

You know when people who aren’t famous or popular enough to have advanced features on Instagram say things like, “link in bio”? This is like that. Here are those links!

In these serious times, there is a feeling of guilt attached to frivolity. A sense, perhaps, that you’re playing MarioKart while Rome frazzles. Political intrigue has rendered showbiz gossip ...

2025: where every day is like Sunday. A Sunday in Hell, while old episodes of RI:SE play in the background. Today we are going for a v quick spin round the latest GBD, between Henry, a 28-year-old ...

Ah, February. Valentines. Pancakes. Rain tipping down on a permanent basis. What’s not to love? February is the kind of month you want to strangle just to get it out of the way – no wonder it’s so ...

As Dina Carroll famously once trilled, ‘It’s New Year’s Eve and hopes are high’ – what better way to dash them entirely than a quick peek at the Guardian Blind Date?! I’m not really one for looking ...

Time was, I would review this Blind Date column every week, but nowadays it’s very rare for me to do two weeks in a row. Time gets away from me, my brain doesn’t work on Saturday mornings any more, I ...

My first Blind Date review of 2026 just happens to be two fellas – what are the chances? (Quite high, actually, I refuse to spend my Saturday mornings encouraging heteronormativity unless the couple ...

As we approach the concave middle of January, land of detox, naked trees and dark evenings, December and its joyous lights, capitalism-based optimism and mountains of cholesterol seems another world ...