Hmm. Back in the dating pool myself.
Been half seeing someone. Or wholly seeing them I guess. He & I have decided to be a 'we' at least.
The thought, at 53, of actually being naked in front of another human being is frankly terrifying. Hell, I apologise for the state of me to my chiropractor and practice nurse.
I have never joined a dating agency though. A friend of mine has and seemed to get contacted from people out to scam the girl out of money (Can't come this weekend as pay hasn't arrived, unless you can send me £30 for the diesel" sort of stuff, which you just know would get out of hand if she had done that). She did meet someone and has dated him for 3 years. She still has no idea of his last name, where he lives and he has never stayed the whole night. My entire being is screaming out "He's married you pillock so dump the chump" but what the hell would I know. I am probably just a cynical old cow.
That all said, there is a lot more to a relationship than having a car or money. I met the chap that I've been seeing on a bike ride. Bit like being 14 again really

our 'dates' tend to be sploshing through muddy puddles, defrosting in the occasional pub and waving goodnight at the mid-point between his place and mine. My bike is nicer than his bike, natch.
Just go for it
@Accy cyclist. What harm could a reply do? Use a burn email address if you don't want anyone to have your regular one. It might be fun.