Proven: the second date is more important than the first (and here's how to do it right)

What I find really funny is the fact that I met the father of my children in the pub. And that's not so obvious.

In 2037, more babies will be born from couples who met online instead of offline. So that pub is quite old-fashioned. Are you still lurking at the bar to see who or what comes in? Are you still hanging around the lights hoping for a late-night kiss? Tsss. Please go on Tinder and Happn and stay home, on the couch. And after a lot of swiping and chatting, go on a date. And don't be discouraged if date number one is a true disaster, because the second date is much more important than the first date, and here's why.

Look, on the first date, you are not completely yourself and your potential flame isn't either. You are both nervous. Drinking one wine too many due to the awkwardness. You expect a lot from it, which quickly leads to disappointments. The bar is set too high for both. Doomed to fail, in any aspect.

A second date is often much more fun and important. You can really discover what someone is like and whether you are a match in real life. You feel attraction – or not. Moreover, you have already somewhat made an impression, otherwise the other person wouldn't want to meet again, so that eases the nerves. There is a greater chance that real conversations will happen on a second date. You get to know each other. You now know for sure whether it is something or not. And if your date wants to meet again, then you know it's serious and not just a booty call.

Are you there then, after date number two or three? No, sorry. According to science, it takes you an average of 121 dates to find true love. And oh yes, the average woman kisses fifteen different people, starts a serious relationship with two of those people, and breaks her heart twice before she finds The One happily ever after. Good luck.

I can't quite remember, but I believe we were kissing in the pub until our 41st date, that was it. But he did take me home. By bike. Half an hour further than his house. Ah, those good old days. Back then, that was still possible. Now the pubs are empty and the apps are full of singles. And we bike alone, chatting with Google Maps in our EarPods.