I went skiing at Brighton the other day. As I approached the lift line, I’d often hear someone calling out “single!” Some other “single” person would join them and they’d ride up the lift together. It reminded me of so called “speed dating”, where groups of people get together and spend a few minutes in an intense one-one-one conversation with a member of the opposite sex, and then move on to the next person. Sometimes, you’ll meet someone you’d like to get to know better and exchange numbers or email addresses. But not always. If ski resorts had singles days, you could combine speed dating with something more certain to be worthwhile.

I didn’t notice anyone who’d linked up for the ride staying together after they got off. Maybe the ski slopes aren’t the best places to look for love.