Donaghmede, Dublin. 53.3931305, -6.2179235. A postcode that’s neither the city’s pulsing heart nor its sleepy suburban edge. It’s a bus ride to Coppers. A Dart journey to a Marlay Park gig. And a world away from the sanitised dating advice you’ll find elsewhere. I’ve lived through the evolution of this scene — from the awkward…
Look, I’m Owen. Born in ’79 in Navan – back when Leinster felt like the whole damn universe, not a province on a map. I’ve been a sexologist. Then I wasn’t. Now I write about dating, food, and eco-activism for a weird little project called AgriDating on agrifood5.net. Sounds mad, I know. But so is…
So you want no strings attached dating in Leinster? Yeah, me neither, not really. The truth is, the whole NSA scene here is a weird contradiction — Irish people are simultaneously desperate for connection and terrified of admitting it. Recent Virgin Media research dropped a bombshell: Carlow ranks second in Ireland for online dating searches…
