Walking into the supermarket with a friend yesterday I turned to her and said 'Do you think it might be nearly Valentine's Day?' I think it's possible they were still selling food, but it must have been hidden somewhere at the back of the store behind the floor to ceiling displays of red packaged chocolates, flowers, cards, wine and other assorted nonsense deemed necessary to prove ones undying love. Apparently spending serious cash is obligatory too.
Valentine's Day in this house means a nice home cooked meal before snuggling up together on the sofa, but then we have been married a very long time. So, to 'he who fixes the computer', Happy Valentines Day old thing. And if you got a card I'm going to want to know who it's from!
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