Sometimes my love life feels like a late night trip to the fried chicken shop.
The agency was set up 12 years ago by former hotelier Mairead Molloy when she saw a gap in the market for a high-end, personal dating service.
They don’t use algorithms to match their clients, everything is based on personal introductions, the feedback they accumulate from you after each date you go on, and a good dose of gut instinct.
When someone says it out loud it’s surprisingly difficult to hear.
Like everyone I’ve become so used to virtual interaction, and to an ill-defined dating life characterised with shades of grey, that the whole experience felt quite alien. We cushion our interactions with the opposite sex with euphemisms and half-truths, lest we hurt their feelings or they hurt ours.
So, when I was asked if I wanted to try out Berkley International, a personal dating service for the slightly more discerning patron, it seemed like a nice change of pace.
Essentially, if Tinder is Clapham High Street; Berkeley International is Cannes.Both evenings ended at a civilised hour with a peck on the cheek – after which, Jo calls me with feedback – which is excruciating.I feel like I’m in the dating Olympics, and I’m going to get a row of zeroes from a panel of judges who will criticise my terrible small talk and the fact that I went to the toilet six times in three hours (tiny bladder).Our events here are always very well attended and we only select venues that are fabulous locations for your evening with us.Our events include a relaxed opportunity to mingle with other singles at the bar after having met everyone face to face for that one on one chat and are hosted by our friendly and experienced team who know how to help everyone feel very welcome.The man calls you, the man arranges the date, the man picks you up, none of this ‘I’ll meet you at the tube at seven’ business. We didn’t go anywhere ridiculously expensive, for one date we went Dutch, for another he paid.