I t’s hard to resist the thrill of being lovebombed. I’ve been warned countless times that it’s a potential red flag when someone is so immediately forthcoming with their affection, but I’m too much of a romantic to be so cynical. Or maybe I’m just too traumatised from my childhood to retreat from the sheer euphoria of someone telling me how wonderful I am over and over. In any case, after what happened last weekend, I am now forever suspicious of the love-bomber.