As 24-year-old writer Sophie Robehmed, from Devon, explains "I joined Twitter in April 2009, thinking it would be a great way to keep in touch with friends - reading their posts to see what was happening in their lives - but I never expected to meet a guy on it. I discovered he was a friend of a friend and had been at Cardiff University with me!After a couple of months, I got an email from Twitter telling me that a bloke called Dan Worth, 25, was now 'following' me (in other words, getting the updates I posted on the site). Laura says: "Two of my all-time favourite things are food and men - in that order, but ideally in some combination.Celebrity Fashion will always be relevant, right down to the vest, hairstyle, belt, shoes, handbags, and even tattoos.The Celebrity Fashion & Beauty topic focuses on what makes you look good, even if its adult footed pajamas or eyelid tattoos.Because I'd been in a couple for so long the idea of going to bars to talk to guys was terrifiying.Scared, I gave it a try, but the men I met were put off by the fact I was divorced with kids. Then a year ago, a friend suggested that I join Dating4uk.So why not hire a new kind of love coach - who makes over your profile for you. On the i Phone, you can download a nifty little app called Street Spark, which tells you about men in your area who match your interests. By entering details about the appearance of your A-list crush, they'll match you up with the lonely heart that most resembles him.
But I had to wait for him to sample the other ladies' food before finding out if I'd been his favourite.
We sent DJ Marvyn Williams, 28, from London, out to investigate, armed with his secret weapon a very adorable nine-month-old golden retriever. She's cuddly and fun - maybe that means girls will think I am, too (fingers crossed! She's not a slobberer (women hate that stuff), or a crotch-sniffer (ditto), so that's got to go in my favour, right? I head to a north London park full of dog walkers, joggers and, most importantly, single ladies. Ruby bounds over to a gorgeous woman taking a morning stroll. We start chatting about Ruby, then - ice broken - turn to other subjects. Back home, the blonde (AKA Amy) and I make friends on Facebook and arrange a date the next week.
"I normally confine my (bad) chat-up lines to clubs, so using a dog to get dates sounded like a silly idea. As I chase along behind Ruby, making my apologies to anyone she bumps into, I try to spark up conversations, even if they're a bit lame ('Lovely day, isn't it? As my new best friend gets tangled between the blonde's ankles, I apologise. Soon, I know the blonde likes football and is a Masters student. Now, I just need to think of a way to explain where Ruby is if she asks I'm a convert to the canine craze.
Martin*, 37, had two young daughters and had been divorced for two years.
We had a great time, taking our kids for dates in the park, but he wanted to get serious.