I was talking to my two (femme) flatmates last night who have signed up to a fashion/sewing course in the evenings. They said there was one, barely attractive, guy in the class of 20, and he was getting more attention than he knew what to do with. And their course involved being put into pairs once every class, so he was slowly getting individual speed dates. The man is so far ahead of the game it’s untrue.

Given that a lot of you sound like you’d crawl twenty miles through the sewer for so much as a sniff of fanny, feigning an interest in petticoats should present no significant problems.