” Anyway, as I discovered during my years of being pressed up against the doorbell by A N Other from Guardian Soulmates, you either fancy people in glasses or you don’t. Rory’s hopes of an “informal atmosphere” look to have been killed off with the expert precision of a zookeeper gutting a recently culled giraffe in front of a visiting group of horrified but fascinated schoolchildren. In the process of undergoing an experimental surgery that could partially restore his eyesight, blind Danny meets the woman of his dreams, only to find out that she's been promised to another guy.In fact, while I was in the hospital receiving the unsuccessful treatment to salvage my sight, I told her to just leave me and to put me in a home.I am not sure what type of home I was referring to.So all those who worried that gay people were being overrepresented in the column can now breathe easy; we’re now back to your default. Thankfully they look like nice people who would probably get off with each other in the right light if something by, oh I don’t know, Elkie Brooks or Bruce Springsteen was playing in the background. Sorry Rory (try saying that after a double gin and tonic and with a mouthful of Haribo). There is zero common ground other than he once listened in a geography lesson! I think Rory might think he’s a little wilder than he actually is. Stop acting like a superannuated Holden Caulfield and chill the hell out. Meet Rory, a 31-year-old nutrition student, and Elizabeth, 26, a music PR. I LOVE how they watermark their photography though – do you think there actually *is* a chair with this written on the back? Readers may not be aware of the shocking scandal behind each Guardian Blind Date column – the newspaper’s staff have been so desperate to fill their pages they’ve been sending TODDLERS and adolescents on the blind dates, but none of them have made it to print. CREATIVE, like a lie told by a child in serious trouble. UNPRETENTIOUS, like going to the shop in your slippers, totally unironically. Have another go, abandon the nerves, sod the shyness, meet somewhere with spit, blood and Carlsberg on the carpet.
I mean, I guess it is, because he’s saying it in a national newspaper, but Victoria seems to be quite a divisive figure. I wear glasses sometimes – usually when I want to scare people in a meeting, because I have a naturally stern demeanour anyway, which transforms into full-on vengeful android whenever I put my specs on, sadly – and the comments I get on them are quite remarkable. Because, you know, I get what he means, but why does he have to say it like that? They seem like lovely people, but they’re too pure to be pink. Something about the way this is phrased makes me feel profoundly sad. The date feels like it was conducted while both of them were still wearing their winter coats. Well this is a very gentlemanly thing to say – but Rory knows, like I do, that you arrive second if you want to make an impression. But if love is really blind, then Danny has a chance.Editor's note: Guest blogger Kevin Dunn talks about losing his vision, how it affected his relationship with his wife, and the steps they had to take to stay together as a couple.In that same reasoning, are there people that specifically date blind people so they won't feel judged on their looks? I'm reminded of the comic book romance of Ben Grimm to a blind woman.To the main question, my WAG of an answer is "much better ones".