Love is a dangerous concept, argues Kate Smurthwaite.
Isn’t it about time someone said it? Love is a dangerous concept.
And no, I’m not about to start listing the character flaws of some rogue I thought I could trust but who turned out to be more interested in his job, online pornography or my sister. On the contrary: the other half of my unconventional relationship is making me tea while I write this article in the middle of my busiest time of year at the Edinburgh Fringe. Trouble in paradise, then?
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