Two of my female workmates do internet dating, so I am giving it a go.

My interests go in phases: I had a card trick phase, a Laurel and Hardy phase, a trance music phase, a cologne phase, a stripy shirt phase. Phases never really die; they just accumulate. I have a heap of stripy shirts

I am currently in a reading-up-on-the-wave-structures-of-the-Universe phase

Self improvement: I wear smart shoes (apparently, it's the main thing women look for in a man)

Finance: I recently concluded that my only protection against global financial collapse was to be my own central reserve bank; this will enable me to give myself a £1 billion bailout, when the time comes

Seeking: Miss Right, Miss In-between; whoever comes first

Something uncontroversial; a drink after work. Nothing that would embarrass me unduly if a News of the World photographer burst through the door