I'm in the Hermit camp, too.
By the time I moved to where I am now, I'd made all the friends I wanted to, and they're all back in Wales. I don't make friends easily. Separated from the family, happily so, no acrimony, we haven't even got divorced. The initial five years after splitting up was very tight for me, financially, no money left over for doing anything. The few times during that time that I went for a punt usually ended up biting me in the arse. For example, I did a girl and two days later the exhaust fell off my car, so I got into the headspace that if I was good to myself, bad things happen.
All that's over now, though, I've moved into a council flat, slashed my living expenses by almost £400 a month, so I've started ticking off my Bucket List, which ISN'T exclusively made up of various WG's. I did a lot of punting last year, by my standards, and now I'm thinking there's other things I want in life as well, before I retire in three years time. Probably a result of not being too selective in my punts. I will only see English girls now, or foreign girls who've been working in this country for years, but they charge too much for very frequent punting, and even then, it's no guarantee.