To hug or not to hug…

I’m writing this on the day Boris Johnson decreed we could hug again. A little bit of me hoped I would open the shutters to see bleary-eyed commuters spontaneously embracing on the street, but sadly it wasn’t to be. If I’m honest, I’ve never been an enormous hugger – a combination of innate English reserveContinue reading “To hug or not to hug…”

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