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My winter of love

Stories of love and lust in the cold and dark

  • Sanjna Singh and Adam

    My winter of love: I went to rescue my boyfriend from rabid dogs – and realised how brave I was

    When I woke up alone, I was terrified he was in an alley somewhere, animals feeding on his face. I am forever grateful for what I learned that night
  • Fay Schopen in the Catskills.

    My winter of love: I was on holiday with my boyfriend – and the B&B owner told me a horrifying home truth

    We went for walks, marvelled at the views, saw baby eagles and had a lot of sex. But as the proprietor of the guest house could tell, not all was well between us
  • Rhymer Rigby and Jane, snowed in in the Andes.

    My winter of love: The true test of a relationship? Sixty-five unwashed hours together in a tent

    We were stuck on a trek in the Andes during the worst blizzard in 20 years. Luckily we had Travel Scrabble – unfortunately, we had no toilet roll
  • ‘We made a plan: we would both take the day off and create a tropical oasis in my flat …’

    My winter of love: We both hated the cold – so we spent the day in bed, drinking piña coladas

    We talked about the warm places we loved, about Cuba, Venezuela, Mexico, and the summer to come. But it is hard for a relationship to carry between seasons
  • ‘Winter came, and along with it, something that resembled common sense …’

    My winter of love: I thought we had parted for ever. Then I took his phone call in a raging blizzard

    I was besotted with the idea of the handsome JC, but wanting someone unobtainable was painful. Would we ever be more than friends with benefits?
  • A couple kissing in New York’s Central Park.

    My winter of love: I was homesick in New York. The quiet Danish poet was just what I was longing for

    We met in a cafe and struck up an intense friendship - soon we were kissing for hours on park benches. Then he asked me to join him on a trip to Iceland
  • Elisabeth Mahoney and boyfriend (later husband), at Christmas, 1988.

    My winter of love: It was our first holiday together. Could we find romance in a squalid caravan?

    My snowy getaway with a new boyfriend was full of promise – until we arrived at a place unencumbered with luxuries such as heat, lighting or a chemical toilet
  • Simon Usborne and his girlfriend, Jess, in April 2012, about six weeks after they started dating.

    My winter of love: I was not expecting a hot first date. Then I found love in a terrible pub

    Ten years after my dad died, I felt rudderless – a manchild still making sense of life. But suddenly, surprisingly, I met someone with whom I had an immediate bond
  • Laughing Black women hugging and using laptop

    My winter of love: Scrolling through sperm banks wasn’t sexy – but it was surprisingly intimate

    Donor profiles sparked long conversations about the values we wanted for our child. The guys who wanted to ‘spread their genes’? Definitely out
  • ‘Our mutual attraction was enough to gloss over differences in politics …’

    My winter of love: The lesbian gathering was freezing cold. Would a clinch with an anarchist help?

    It was bitter weather in Geneva in 1986 and all any of us could think about was getting warm. Then I met a charismatic woman and felt a strong mutual attraction
  • ‘Screaming with joy and excitement and the lash, we tumbled in …’

    My winter of love: I was convinced no one wanted me. But there was a gorgeous man who did

    The night of the party, I put my heartbreak aside. With nothing to lose, I walked up to a man and told him he was the most handsome one in the room
  • Kissing under the mistletoe …

    My winter of love: I had three exciting dates that Christmas – one ended with an accusation of armed burglary

    I was drunkenly eating a kebab outside Halfords when I was mistaken for a master criminal. It wasn’t the only thing that went wrong that lovely, eventful winter
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