21st-century solution to loneliness or cringe-inducing cyber hell? Nearly five million Britons are searching for love online, but are they looking in the wrong place? Tanya Gold investigates
I am in a cafe in London, waiting for a date. His name is Greg007. He has clicked on my pouting and misleading photograph, read my evasive and duplicitous profile - "Lively and a few pounds overweight!" - and has seen something that he thinks he wants.
We have been bouncing emails for five days. As a first encounter, he wanted to come to my flat with a bottle of wine. I bounced back, suggesting we meet in a public place. He replied that, if I am "a good girl", he would bring me flowers on our second date. Then he emailed to say his dentures were being repaired - did I mind if he came toothless?
I've been internet dating for three weeks and I feel mixed - like a cheap cocktail. Part of me is dazzled by the possibilities. There are so many men: surely one of them is right? But I also feel sleazy and slightly vulnerable. I am asking for love, but I have no idea whom I am askin