As part of a global romance special, we asked five people living in Britain what it’s really like to step out with the locals
Nobody ever makes a move, no matter how drunk you both are
Alice Pfeiffer, 37, French
Growing up in Paris, the capital’s reputation as the city of love is made abundantly clear. As for the reality, only one thing is true: flirtation is everywhere. Like many French women, I’ve been given phone numbers on the Métro, in the queue at Monoprix and even at funerals. They come from men and women, and it’s led me to some curious dates, most recently one with a pharmacist who brought aspirin as gift – “In case I hurt you!” she said with a wink.
