Did he lie about his height? [Mr Cameraman]

My Guardian Soulmates profile attracts attention.

Some stats… I am being viewed 40 to 60 times per week, and I'm gaining (on average) 1.5 Fan a day ('Fan' means someone, who declares full interest in you, and usually follows with an e-mail).

Well, Mr Cameraman is one of my Fans.

His e-mails are uncomfortably long with constant references to what he had for dinner, and how sleepy he is feeling after eating it… followed by xx. Does it mean that he only feels like snogging after eating, because he doesn't put xx anywhere else in the text?

Well, Mr Cameraman is half Italian and rather handsome, so I've decided to give it a go.

The Date – last Tuesday, 7.30pm

I chose for us to meet in café 1001 on Brick Lane. Upstairs is usually quiet and dim.

We pick bottled Budweiser.

Just before we sat down I noticed that Mr Camaraman was significantly shorter than me. Did he lie about his height? I wondered. I did specifically state in my 'ideal man' spec that I liked my men taller than 5f9. Is that too much to ask?

The small talk wasn't going well. It resembled holding an annual objectives review.

I then offered to get another drink but he whispered, ''Let me surprise you'', with the look of someone who was going to bring me a young, live bear, or a butterfly cupped in his hands. But no, Mr Cameraman came back with two bottles of Corona.

I have no idea why I agreed to move to another, quieter bar. I think I wanted to hide the fact it wasn't a great date.

We finally find something we have in common – chocolate! This seems to bring us closer temporarily. We are sitting on the sofa when I say ''I can see you are trying for a kiss, but I just don't kiss on the first date'', I lied. Mr Cameraman looks at me as if I burped. He quickly composes himself ''You don't have it written on your forehead, you know''.

He then says I was more beautiful than on my profile photo and that he was bullied at school. It did not make me change my mind about kissing.

On the way to the Liverpool Street station I instinctively reached for his hand (being veteran of long term relationships). That was a mistake, but I didn't have guts to take it back. He is now trying again for a kiss. I pretended not to notice and run towards the entrance of the station, waving.

Mr Cameraman texted me the next day, asking for another date and offering leftovers of chocolates he brought for me from shooting Terry's advert. I'm tempted…but quickly remembered the height issue, and decided to stick to my one and only requirement.