I liked one of two twins, but was asked out (over the telephone) by the wrong one! However, I had got their names mixed up, was over the moon to be asked by what I thought was the right one and spent a very miserable evening with the wrong twin, who very quickly twigged what was wrong! And the right one never did ask me!
Liz Rodgers,
Torquay.

I went on blind date with my best friend and her boyfriend. My "Mr. Right" was 5'2" tall with dirty fingernails. We met at a pub and he stared at me all night and never spoke one word! On the way home I was obliged to get in the back seat with "my hero". He finally spoke "I dig you!" and lunged at me. All I could think of was his dirty fingernails!
I wrenched open the car door, which was tied on with string! The door fell off and I ran and never looked back. My friend was mad. It was awful.
Val Ford,
Tunbridge Wells,
Kent.

The day before my 19th birthday, my boyfriend took me out to an Indian restaurant to celebrate. After our main course, my boyfriend reached into his pocket and under the table passed me a little box. No sooner as he got the words "Would you..." out, a waiter came waddling over shouting, "Who ordered a banana split?". Talk about spoiling the moment! Anyway, it ended happily as we've now been engaged for just over three years.
Angela Robinson,
Lincoln.

One of my first dates was when I was a paper boy, and I summoned up the courage to invite the paper girl to the cinema, expecting to get back seats.
Unfortunately the cinema was busy with only two seats left: one at the front and one at the back. After reuniting outside the cinema I suggested a stroll through the park. Just as were strolling we were disturbed by a man following us, so we left quickly. Needless to say this romance died quickly!
Paul Boyle,
Livingston.