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Love songs

15 Feb

The Annandale Hotel
17 Parramatta Road

Percentage of surveyed men who were single: 43%

Percentage of surveyed men in a relationship who have single friends: 100%

Meat-o-metre: Connect with men over great conversations which will hopefully lead to dinner dates in the courtyard, and a good venue for some light-hearted flirting over a beer inside.

Prime time: Whenever there’s a band playing that the men love.

Crowd: Lovers of live, original bands.

Wing-girls: As many as you like.

Wears: Funky casual with dancing shoes if you’re staying for the gig.

Top tip: Catch someone’s eye as you eat your Pad Thai in the courtyard.

Meccafor music lovers, this is the place to go if you’re looking for your rock god. With a predominately male crowd, you’ll think you’ve entered Heaven. Edgy and cool but friendly, men gather in the courtyard for a beer and dinner before heading inside. It’s the perfect opportunity to check out the crowd, even if you’re not staying for the gig. Other activities like Pub Cha and free movie screenings will help you get to know the locals. Visit the website before you head over to make sure the line-up is aimed at the boys.


Ages of single men:
<20: 1%
20-30: 33%
31-40: 33%
41+: 33%

Professions: IT, pilot

Interests and hobbies: Exercising/surfing; music/reading; sex/socialising/bushwalking

Values: Family and friends/health/work (67%); music/justice/truth (33%)

Cross Pollinate: Clubs in the CBD

Best ‘burbs: CBD; Rozelle;Newtown


Fertile plot for singles

8 Feb

3 Weeds
197 Evans Street

Percentage of surveyed men who were single: 78%

Percentage of surveyed men in a relationship who have single friends: 100%

Meat-o-metre: Connect with men over great conversations which will hopefully lead to dinner dates.

Prime time: Friday and Saturday nights or Sunday for the locals

Crowd: Interesting, funky, intelligent men with a sporty slant and a laid-back attitude.

Wing-girls: Maximum four. Kick the night off with a round of pool and invite a few guys to challenge the winners.

Wears: Funky casual during the day, glam casual at night

Top tip: Spend some time in each section so everyone gets to check you out.

Not convinced a Balmain man is right for you? Cross The Border (aka Victoria Road) and head to this fabulous pub, which attracts men from all over Sydney. Funky younger guys can be found in the upstairs pool room or in the courtyard if it’s warm. The older crowd heads for the front bar, which also has pool tables. The food’s delicious but don’t linger in the dining area. Mingling is tricky when everyone’s seated. Check out the talent while you eat, then suss out which room it heads to after. Music remains at a civilised volume, perfect for flirting.


Ages of single men:
<20: 0%
20-30: 72%
31-40: 14%
41+: 14%

Professions: Finance, construction, trade, healthcare, engineering, IT, entertainment, corporate strategy

Interests and hobbies: Sport; drinking; being outdoors/beach

Clubs men belong to: Rugby; water polo; baseball

Values: Family and friends (57%); work (57%); honesty/trust (29%)

Cross Pollinate: Tank Stream; Hunters Hill Hotel; Ivy Bar

Best ‘burbs: Paddington; Drummoyne

Beyond the bar: City of festivals

11 Jan

Sydney must be keeping the banner industry in business. Every other week a new set of banners is installed along George Street, advertising the latest festival. From food and wine to art festivals, or celebrations of multiculturalism, coffee or music, there’s sure to be a festival (or two!) which interests you.

Festival events can be a great place to meet new men, as long as you’re strategic. Choose your festival wisely. Opera in the Domain, won’t attract as many single men in their early 30s as Sydney Festival’s Keystone Bar. Film festivals are fun, but you’ll have a better chance of chatting to men at Tropfest than you will inside a cinema.

It can be a daunting walking into a crowded festival, but there’s another way you can use events to meet men. Keep your eye on Sydney’s list of festivals. A few weeks before an event, think about people you know but don’t regularly socialise with. They might be friends of friends you’ve met a few times, or work acquaintances. Send out a group email, organising a meeting place and encouraging everyone to invite their friends. That way, you’ll meet new people through mutual friends. After a few hours of picnicking, the dynamic of the festival will take over and you might find yourself exchanging numbers with a lovely man sitting on the next picnic rug.    

Frock philosophy

3 Aug

Once upon a Friday night in winter, three wing-girls set out for a round of mapping followed by dinner. For the sake of story-telling, let’s name the wing-girls according to hair type: Curly, Straight and Short. Mid-dinner, Curly was struck by a strong desire to dance to a cheesy covers band in the Rocks. The others were happy to oblige, even though Short wasn’t particular thrilled by the idea. She was dressed for warmth, not dancing. Lugging a huge coat around a beer-soaked pub wasn’t a particularly appealing idea.

When the trio arrived at the nominated pub, Short went straight to the bar. She was already feeling self-conscious and over-heated thanks to her 900 layers of clothing, so a nice cool vodka seemed to be the best solution. The pub was cramped with people in the mid-20s to early 50s. A strange assortment of office workers, tourists and ‘girls-night-out’ groups mingled on the dance floor, vying for space. It was exactly the kind of scene Short wasn’t into, but since her friends did nice things for her she realised it was a good opportunity to return the favour. She collected her drink, pushed away the negative chatter and slapped on her happy face.

Before long the wing-girls were on the dance floor. Straight was getting all kinds of attention without having to do much other than be her Lovely Self. This was interesting because Curly was also a very Lovely Self and after another vodka, Short was starting not to worry so much about looking out of place. Yet it was Straight alone that caught the men’s fancy. The bolder ones jostled around trying to get a better position of the floor to dance with her and the not so bold ones gave her little sideways glances of appreciation.

Being an avid student of human nature (ie. someone who enjoys staring at people), Short found this fascinating. To her, Curly and Straight were both equally attractive and charming. And yet Straight was chalking up all the points. What was going on? And then Short realised. It was all about outfits.manMap recommends avoiding convent wear

Short herself wasn’t getting any attention from the guys. She was dressed like she was being sent to a convent in Austria: shapeless shift dress over jeans and a skivvy, with ballet flats designed to withstand the walk home from the station. Nothing about her outfit said, “Hello Man, I think you’d like to talk to me because I’m a woman.” Curly was nicely dressed in a feminine little top and jeans but, being thin-blooded like Short, she was wearing a coat. Yes it was a lovely, fitted red coat, but it was still a coat. On a dance floor. It said to the guys, “I’m not even taking my coat off so don’t bother talking to me.” Straight on the other hand was dressed in her casual Friday work-wear: jeans, heels and a cami under one of those light cardi-top arrangements. She had enough flesh showing to remind men she was a woman but not enough to make her trampy like a lot of other women in the pub. And the men couldn’t get enough of it.

So the moral of the story is this: make sure you wear what’s appropriate for the venue you’re going to. If you’ve never been there before, do a bit of research. Look at the website or ask someone who’s been before. Over-dressing is just as dangerous as under-dressing. You don’t want to turn up at the Old Fitz or Cricketer’s dressed like you should be at Marble Bar. Make sure your clothes are pitched to the right market so you feel comfortable and confident when you get there. That way you’re more likely to get the kind of attention you’re hoping for.

Sydney’s quintessential bachelor

26 Apr

Our rainy long weekend was the perfect opportunity for me to spend some quality time with my enormous spreadsheet. And so, without further ado, I thought you might like to learn more about the single men I surveyed in the CBD.

What’s most important to them

In response to the question, “What are the three most important things in your life?”:

  • 68.69% listed family
  • 58.59% listed friends
  • 21.21% listed work

Only 8.08% listed money. More men listed sport than money.

Top jobs

The most common jobs among surveyed CBDers are:

  • Accountants
  • IT consultant or engineer
  • Construction or demolition
  • Finance

As many men were bar managers as bankers. 

CBD men’s favourite Sydney suburbs to socialise in are:

  • Bondi
  • CBD
  • Coogee
  • Darlinghurst
  • Paddington


 Favourite watering holes:

  • Verandah Bar
  • Argyle
  • Edinburgh Castle
  • Est
  • Ryan’s Bar

The most popular sports for CBD men to participate in are:

  • golf
  • tennis
  • football
  • soccer
  • gym.

I’ll send through more information once I’ve finished analysing all my delicious data.

Hope you all enjoyed your long weekend and happy ANZAC DAY to all the brave men (and women!) who are serving, or have served, in our armed forces.

It’s raining, men!

19 Apr

manMap enjoys a man-ly downpourOne thing I really enjoy about being in my 30s is not feeling pressured to go out and have big weekends. Spending my non-work time surveying random men has seen my alcohol intake plummet dramatically. I was always a light-weight. Now I’m a feather-weight. And I don’t bounce back like I used to. But I don’t feel the need to go out and have vodka-fuelled party nights anymore, so it doesn’t worry me. Plus, a whole day on the couch recovering feels like a waste of a precious day.

Unfortunately, this is a double-edged sword. Every now and then, particularly when it’s pouring (with rain, not booze), I feel like I deserve a night in. My internal dialogue goes something like this:

“You never just relax and do nothing. You’ve worked hard all week. If you have an quiet night in, you can get up early and hit that huge pile of surveys you’re hoping will magically insert themselves into your enormous spreadsheet. The couch and the DVD player miss you.”

And while we all need some downtime, staying in means we’re not meeting anyone new or (for those of us who live alone) socialising at all.

When I was in NYC, nothing stopped me going out to explore: not the freezing temperature, jet lag, lack of sleep, snow, the fact that my boots were being held together with superglue. In Sydney, the sky can cloud over and suddenly going out seems like a major effort. Excuses come thick and fast and fantasies of hibernating seem both wonderful and achievable. But I know that if I give myself a little shove and go out, I can have a great night either with friends or mapping. By picking a venue that’s comfortable and cosy, the colder weather is no longer an issue. So in the hope that I can help you get motivated, despite our long summer days being over, here’s a list of five winter venues filled with single men who are waiting for you to warm up their night:

The Oaks Hotel
Although The Oaks has a huge courtyard, there’s still a maze of rooms inside, particularly upstairs. Make sure you don’t block yourself off in one of the smaller rooms, or guys won’t feel comfortable coming in. Rooms with pool tables are great, because you can always challenge the guys to a game.

Town Hall Hotel, Balmain
Almost entirely inside, other than the verandah, this is a popular venue for buck’s nights on Saturdays. If you’re up for some friendly flirting, this is the perfect spot. Friday nights are also fun with the local crowd.

PJ Gallaghers, Drummoyne
This pub attracts lots of the sporty guys who live in the Drummoyne area (and there a tons!). If a big footy game’s on head elsewhere, unless you’re happy to join in and bond over barracking.

The Hero of Waterloo
This small, friendly place can get pretty crowded on Saturdays, making it easy to bump into guys. The live classic rock near the bar gets people on their feet. It’s easier to mingle in this area than the room around the corner with tables and chairs, but do a recon lap because anyone sitting down will need to come to the bar at some point.

The Fringe Bar
Drawing a crowd that reflects its name, The Fringe is the perfect winter venue for the creative and the cool. While you might be a little intimidated if you feel you don’t belong, after a few drinks (or just one in my case) everyone’s more relaxed and happy to enjoy the night.

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A single girl’s three course dog’s breakfast

12 Apr


On Saturday I attended a lovely and enlightened wedding. Apart from everything being beautiful, personal and carefully considered, the wedding was entirely inoffensive to single guests. There was none of the following:

  • Putting of all singles on one table
  •  Humiliation associated with throwing of bouquet/garter
  • Dancing designed for pairs only, which inevitably leaves singles feeling self-conscious/excluded.

So I just wanted to say snaps to the happy couple. It was so refreshing to be at a ‘singles-friendly’ wedding.

manMap's dog's breakfastSecondo

On Friday night I witnessed an interesting flirting technique at The Occidental. A woman in her mid-20s, clad in a short pleather skirt and clutching a pint in one hand and a cigarette in the other, did her best to attract guys by singing I touch myself.

At first, we were confused. But then we saw her slow-grind dancing and realised she was trying to seduce one or all of the guys sitting near her. The technique can’t be that great though because she was still at it when I left an hour later, although she’d moved on to Wind beneath my wings. This confused me more than the singing in the first place. Would any straight guy fall for a woman singing Bette Midler to him?


Drum roll please…after spending some quality time with my enormous mapping- spreadsheet, I’d like to announce that the CBD venue which had the highest percent of single men is The Harbour View. And just in case the Harbour View isn’t to your liking, you’ll be happy to know that in nearly half the CBD venues I mapped, at least 50% of the male patrons were single. Embrace ladies, the single guys are out there!

March Mapping Report

30 Mar

Beloved reader-peeps,

My apologies for being tardy. Among the usual juggling of coordinating the production of a publishing house, fighting the man drought by rounding up single men, co-running a writing group, obliging my OCDesque habits and maintaining some resemblance of a social life, I’ve had a few other chores thrown into the mix. So there’ll just be one post this week and I figured the timing’s perfect for a March Mapping Report.

This post comes with a language warning…enjoy!

March Mapping Highlight: hitting 600 surveys at the Lord Dudley in Woollahra. Thank you to all the helpful guys there! 

March WWWtK results

Our WWWtK question was:

If a woman’s interested in you, what’s something/one thing she can do to increase her chances of you asking her out?

A lot of guys said the same things, so I’ve put them in order of most common response to least common response and clumped together similar responses:

  • Make eye contact (or as one guy put it, engage in some eye-fucking) or do something physical that makes it clear you’re interested – maybe it need to get back into palm-flashing!!
  • Make the first move.
  • Smile.
  • Be relaxed. Act normal.
  • Be approachable and make sure you communicate that you’re approachable. Don’t be stuck-up or as one guy put it, ‘be on the level’. One guy said, ‘Ditch the princess act.’
  • Start the conversation.
  • Know how to have a decent/interesting conversation. Be intelligent.
  • Don’t be too full on, keep it light and casual.
  • Be lady-like.
  • Don’t be shy.
  • Be interested in the actual guy you’re checking out, don’t just focus on what he can offer you as far as security, money etc.
  • Stand next to the guy. You won’t need to say anything to him. Just by standing near him you’ll get his attention.
  • Offer the guy a drink.
  • Whisper something filthy in his ear.

A very cute Irish guy at Bronte contributed that last point.

From Mars to Venus

Earlier in the month I posted a poll to find out why some women don’t feel comfortable approaching men. This poll is open for another two week, so if you haven’t voted, please vote!

There’s some interesting information surfacing. So far the most common reason is: I figure if men like the look of me, they’ll come to me. So far no one has said they’d rather meet men online…interesting considering how popular dating sites are…I’ll do a full report when this poll has closed.

Over to April

It’s time to decide on our next WWWtK question. Here are the contenders:


A sweet note to end on

I had a drink with a publishing wing-girl at The Grasshopper during the week. It’s a great spot for a catch up if you’re in a small group. There’s a very cute barman working there who gave me a friendly wink and set my heart aflutter (yes, I’m sure he does it to everyone but I don’t care!).  It gets rather packed on Fridays, which is an advantage. You’ll be forced to rub shoulders with  guys whether you want to or not.

Have great weeks and even greater weekends!

The reason behind the excuse

15 Mar

manMap ponders at PumphouseOnce upon a Friday evening six women in their 30s gathered in a CBD bar. They hadn’t seen each other for a while and were keen to catch up, have a laugh and embrace happy hour. For the sake of convenience they met at Verandah Bar, which was central and known for its mapping success, drinkable house white and not being overrun by girls in their early 20s.

The women sat at a table along the rear wall, near the entrance of the bathrooms. It afforded a good view of other patrons, particularly those at the bar and on their way to the loo. As the evening passed, the crowd thinned as others moved on to more fashionable locations or dinner dates, and it became easier to check out the guys at nearby tables.

As per usual, the women were fairly loud. A combination of sitting near the DJ and $5 drinks made them even louder. Their occasional bursts of song and hip-hop moves probably drew unnecessary attention to them, but they didn’t care. They were having fun. They all enjoyed a bit of silliness at the end of the week.

Sitting at the table nearby was a pair of men. Glances had been exchanged but the men were at an awkward distance, being on the other side of the aisle to the bathroom. Ms Italia whispered to Ms mM that she liked the look of the one in the striped shirt.

“They won’t come over here,” Ms mM said. “The other one’s on crutches. Too tricky to mingle.”

Not long after, the table in front of the women’s emptied and the two men quickly moved to it (well, as quickly as a man on crutches can). Glancing continued but talk had shifted to a potential romance Ms PP was involved in, capturing the women’s attention. Not long after, the ladies decided it was time to head home, and they parted ways having spoken only to each other and the bar staff.

As Ms mM walked home (I’m in a third person mood for some reason), she wondered what had stopped the women from speaking to the pair of men. There had clearly been some attraction on the men’s part and Ms Italia was tentatively interested. Ms mM realised that her research had given her insight into why the men hadn’t approached the women, but not the reverse. Her assumptions about women were based on her knowledge of herself and her friends.

And so she decided it was time to delve not into the psyche of the man, but into that of the woman. What were the main reasons women wouldn’t speak to men they didn’t know? Perhaps if we knew the answer to this question, we’d have a better idea of how to help ourselves through our social stagnation.

Please vote below, selecting up to two responses you feel best describe why you don’t approach men. (If you do approach men, snaps to you!) Feel free to leave another reason and be as honest as possible. The poll is anonymous, so no one will be able to connect your response with you. Beloved subscribers, please visit my blog so you can vote. 🙂

Please share this post via Facebook/Twitter etc with all the single women you know so we can get as many responses as possible. I’ll leave it open for a few weeks and then report back on how most women feel.

Outside love

8 Mar

It’s a terrible thing when you feel out of step with someone you love, be it a partner, friend, family member or city. As you may have read in previous posts, since my return from NYC I’ve felt what I best describe as discontent. My life in Sydney just wasn’t doing it for me. Fairly major problem since I’ve invested myself in a massive Sydney-based project. 

There was no particular reason for my mood. I’d only been away for four weeks. Nothing major in my daily life had changed. I had no valid excuse for how I felt, and yet I couldn’t help it. I knew I loved Sydney, but the memories of happiness in Manhattan were making me pine.

Then on Friday, something changed. As I walked through the post-dusk air along Macquarie Street, I realised my restlessness had quietened. I felt a flush of affection for my city which I hadn’t felt in months. By the time I reached the Hyde Park fountain, I realised I’d fallen back in love.

What had changed in those last few hours to shift my feelings? Yes, it’d been a stress-free day at work. Yes, I’d been running on almost a decent night’s sleep. Yes, I knew Saturday was a rare day off in view of Mardi Gras. And yes, I’d just ordered a large pizza from my favourite pizzeria. But it was something more, something entirely Sydney that had drawn me back.

I’d planned to survey in the Rocks on Friday. A few spots there needed revisiting, to ensure my first round of mapping hadn’t been a fluke. Keen to compare the Friday and Saturday night scenes, I jumped on a train and prayed to the Mapping Gods that the straight men of Sydney would be out in force.

But I didn’t make it past Circular Quay. As I got off the train, I looked down at the street below. This is what I saw:

manMap holds the Quay

Ok, my phone camera doesn’t have a zoom (that I can find anyway…) so it’s a little hard to tell, but there are several groups of nice-looking guys drinking at Quay Bar. My prayer had been answered. I decided to ditch the Rocks and embrace my good fortune.

I’d never been to Quay Bar before. I don’t generally socialise in that part of town, unless I’m mapping. But I have to say, I really liked it. It felt like we were hanging out in someone’s back terrace (someone very rich with a harbour view and a well-equipped bar). No loud music, all outdoors, everyone was friendly and relaxed. I couldn’t detect the slightest hint of social pressure, which in the words of Miss Bingley was ‘so refreshing.’ A number of big groups of guys were there, along with mixed groups and some nice but not stuck-up looking girls (bait, ladies, bait!). My surveys were done in no time, with one guy even pulling his work mates over to speak to me. And what’s more, it didn’t feel like hard work, which it sometimes does after a busy week. The guys at Quay Bar were friendly, interesting and funny without being sleazy. In fact, they reminded me a little of the guys in Manhattan.

So as I paused by the fountain in Hyde Park, admiring how attractive my beloved city is, I realised my experience at Quay Bar had won back my love for Sydney. The openness and enthusiasm my surveyees made me remember why I started this project in the first place: we live an amazing city and we all deserve to share it with someone wonderful. NYC is fabulous for a fling, but deep down Sydney is my true love.