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A woman’s view on the man drought

Arriving back in New Zealand after four and a half years in London, I was looking forward to being home, smelling the fresh air, taking in the blue sea, settling down and finding myself a man.

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I picked up a magazine and laughed as I read an article on dating. There were profiles of country boys who were searching for their sweethearts. Women were invited to write letters to the one they liked best and then the guys got to pick one to meet up with in person.

I giggled to myself, thinking, “Is this how you meet people in New Zealand these days?”

Eighteen months has passed since my return and I’m still single. Those profiles popped back into my head one day, and I thought, “What about us girls? Where are our profiles? Where is our chance to see what talent is out there?”

Talent? Yes I’m talking about those loveable, eligible, sexy bachelors that are looking for their love match so they can start a family and settle down. Do they exist in New Zealand and if so where do they hang out?

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I’m a 29-year-old sexy woman that is starting up her own business, has a love for sport, can talk rugby tactics and is in search of my sweetheart. But, so far, he is nowhere to be found.

I read somewhere that Kiwi men think women are unapproachable. What’s happened to that “get up and go” Kiwi attitude? Have our men really lost the Casanova skills of courting? Is importing foreign men the answer? Can we entice some of our good rugby boys home from across the oceans?

At the moment it seems there are five women to one man and it’s as if the blokes no longer feel they have to commit or try hard because they have a bag of full candy to choose from. So what about me, where can I find that man who will pick up the butter chicken on a Friday night, move the mattress in front of the TV and snuggle up to watch DVDs all weekend?

Cupid’s arrow is long overdue here but being a hopeless romantic – like most women – I still wake up each morning and think to myself, “Perhaps today’s the day I meet the man of my dreams.” Submitted by Catherine Livingstone

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