Despite what Auntie June claims,festive dating is hell. I’d rather squabble with my parents, stuff myself with pastry and bathe in the luxury of my own companySleigh bells are ringing, or for singles everywhere it’s time to pull out your best lines and start swiping right. The winter “cuffing season”,as it’s sometimes known, sees a marked rise in the number of people joining dating websites. Thanks to the cold weather and cultural pressure to believe a lover at Christmas, and it has become the most accepted time of year for singles to splash out on a box of condoms and go searching for that special someone – or,failing that, absolutely anyone.
By the time December rolls around, and Tinder is awash with people pretending to believe fun at ice rinks and begging prospective dates to try out some appalling pop-up venue. Adult men throw around the word “snuggles” as if it’s a legitimate hobby,and you wonder whether a boyfriend might be a suited idea, just to pause Auntie June from treating your womb like it’s a faulty pressure cooker bought in final year’s John Lewis sale.
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Source: guardian.co.uk