No feed. No algorithm. Nothing to swipe. Join and you can be talking to somebody today — and everything past talking is opened by a person, not by a form.
Everything else you have open is built to keep you looking. This one is trying to get you to the end of the list.
Membership here costs the same whether you are on the site every night or twice a year. Nobody is paid more because you stayed longer, and nothing is arranged to keep you here.
If you meet somebody in your first week, we have lost nothing.
Which is why there is so little to do on this site. You read the list, you write to somebody, and the rest of it happens somewhere we are not.
Your age, your city, and a number the house can reach you on. It takes about a minute, nothing is charged, and there is no queue to stand in.
Chat opens straight away. Conversations happen here, where the house can see that everybody is behaving — and phone numbers do not go through them, so nobody is moved off the site and out of reach in the first ten minutes.
Photographs are not public and never become public on their own. Signed in you see them blurred; they come clear for the men the house admits, and who that is stays a decision somebody makes rather than a form anybody can fill in.
Nothing here escalates by itself. Nobody is ranked, nothing is scored, and no part of the site tries to keep you on it once you have found somebody.
There is no figure here for how many people are inside. That is not a number anybody should be choosing a place by.
Age, and who somebody says they are, is what they have told us. We do not pretend to have inspected a document, and anybody who tells you they have is being loose with you.
What a person does decide is who gets to see whom — signed out nobody sees a photograph at all, signed in they are blurred, and they come clear only when somebody opens them, by hand or with a membership. That is the door, and it is more than most places do.
Nothing here will notify you at midnight and there is no feed to fall into. Join, write to somebody, and see where it goes. It is free, and it is the only thing this page is asking you to do.
No. This is a dating and companionship house: people here are listed to meet somebody for dinner, a film, a trip, a day out shopping or walking, a coffee, or a long-term relationship — ten reasons in all, and they are the whole list. Nobody on this site is for hire. Two things are sold and both are sold by the house: a membership, which clears the blur on the photographs, and credits, which buy one woman’s phone number so you can ring her and ask her to meet. Messaging is free either way. Neither buys anybody’s time, and nothing in this software books, times or prices a meeting. Asking for paid sex here, offering it, or running a listing on that footing costs an account, and a listing involved can be taken down with every number bought from it withdrawn and the credits returned. Nothing detects it — a person has to report it.
Ten things, and it is a list rather than a mood: dating, a long-term relationship, a trip or tour, a supportive boyfriend, a best friend, a film, a mall or shopping afternoon, a city tour, a café or a meal, and a fitness or walking partner. A woman with her own account picks her own and they show on her card; most listings here are run by the house rather than by an account she signs into, and on those the house records them. There is an eleventh chip, Premium, which is the house’s own designation off a listing’s price — nobody can award it to themselves and it says nothing about what anybody wants.
A members’ house. You can look at everyone free — name, age and city — and once you join you can write to anybody here. Photographs are the part that is not public: signed out you see none at all, signed in they are blurred, and they clear only for the men the house admits — by hand, or with a membership. Nothing on this site can charge your card.
Yes, and you do not need an account to do it. A signed-out visitor can read every listing — name, age, city — and is served no photograph at all. Sign in and the photographs appear blurred; they clear with a membership, or when the house opens them by hand. Looking stays free either way.
No photograph of anybody listed here is shown on the public site — a signed-out visitor, and every search engine, is served none of them at all. Sign in and you are served a blurred copy of each one: enough to see somebody is there, never enough to recognise them. The blur clears when photographs are opened for your account — by an active membership, or by the house doing it by hand. Approval on its own does not do it.