Mrs. Appleyard would not approve.
Have I been living in a cave? When did all this “free hugs” nonsense start? In the last week I’ve seen three separate groups of teenage girls with free hugs signs. Yesterday there was a group of them accosting people in front of the art gallery. They had that sort of rabid intensity that being the only virgin in your school can give you. They were a modern version of those girls in the movie Picnic at Hanging Rock, so full of inappropriate feelings and prone to fits of hysteria.
The only people accepting the free hugs from this randy lot were older men who, I’m guessing, were totally into saving the world through inappropriate touching.