A chance to watch old videos and eat junk does wonders for the soul after the sadness and loneliness of weeks of lockdown – even with no hugs
When the singles bubble was announced, I found myself awash with what people much cooler than me call “the feels”. Relief. Excitement. Terror. I’ll be able to have a hug! I’ll be able to sit on a couch with someone and do nothing! I’ll have to clean my house!
Luckily I escaped the horror of having to choose between my excellent group of single friends who live alone. Or should I say I escaped the horror of having to ask someone to be my singles bubble who might not want to commit to me being their singles bubble.