I never found out who sent my very first Valentine’s Card more than 50 years ago (it was probably my Dad or Bro). I remember it had a Thomas the Tank Engine on it though.
Hubby and I don’t need a special day.
We tell each other we love each other every day, and he buys me flowers because he thinks I might like some rather than for a specific reason. The roses we bought 2 weeks ago from which we selected four buds for Mum are just ‘going over’ now.
Red roses have actually been absent for the past few days, and are now back in the supermarket buckets at a hiked price.
I had to laugh as for £25 (a bargain actually), you could purchase 100 red buds. I had visions of a Casanova giving one each to his countless girlfriends saying he’d bought them a single rose to show his feelings. Oh I can be such a cynic!
We’ve had a ‘special meal’ today though, a half and half showing willing with the diet.
I prepared the potatoes and veg and we shared a piece of cod from the chippy, removing the batter. Maggie had a little, but no batter either as it upsets her digestive system, so a little Valentine treat for her too.