Love Is All Around
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So, today is St Valentine’s Day: the pinnacle of the lurve calendar. It’s a day for wearing your heart on your sleeve, for running up to the person you’ve had a crush on FOREVER and declaring your undying devotion, while quoting Shakespeare and showering them with rose petals and Thornton’s. A day for serenading outside bedroom windows at dusk and quoting the great romantic poets or maybe just Taylor Swift and – well, you get the idea. The fourteenth day of February is most definitely all about snagging that snog.
Which makes me wonder why we only feel able to do this once a year. What’s to stop us approaching someone we’ve admired from afar on any day of the year and telling them we think they’re the best thing since squirty cream? I suppose it must be the fear of rejection but surely that’s there no matter what the date? I’m all in favour of seizing the day – carpe diem, as the Romans used to say. Make your move. If it turns out your crush doesn’t return your affection then of course it’ll hurt but hey – they weren’t worth YOU anyway.
I thought I’d finish up by sharing my most memorable Valentine’s Day. It was a Sunday. The doorbell rang early and, completely unaware what day it was, I tumbled downstairs to answer it. A man from the florists’ thrust a single red rose into my hands and mumbled something about Snappy Clementines. I ripped open the card eagerly and read the snippet of Shakespearean sonnet with a melting heart. The moment my boyfriend appeared, I threw my arms around him and covered him with squeaky thank you kisses. He grunted in reply, then said the words I’ll never forget.
“It’s not from me.”
It took a lot of back-tracking to salvage that Valentine’s Day, believe me.
Have a great day, whatever you do!
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Thank you!
My pleasure!
Thanks
Great story!
Thanks, Joan!
I was at boarding school, and there was always a flurry with the morning post and an annual delivery of single red roses for those girls lucky enough to have boyfriends on Valentine’s Day. Imagine my delight when a rose was delivered to me one morning! I gasped for exactly one second before the deliverer checked the card, announced: “Sorry, wrong Lucy” and took it away again.
Aw, am mortified and sad for the teenage you!
I once bought myself a bunch of flowers and pretended that they came from a secret admirer :blush:
I bet quite a few people have done that, or sent themselves an anonymous card!
So who was it from? The florist?
It was from someone who I’d pursued for ages but he’d never seemed interested. Then, all of a sudden, he was but it was too late. I felt very bad for him.
That was my only proper Valentine – I don’t count the ones you get when you’re actually going out with someone!
Since I’m in an all girl school we don’t really get cards.Today two girls in our class had to do a thought for the week presentation about St valentines day and at the end there was activity where everyone got a love heart card with a name of someone in our form and you had to write the thing you love about them, then they were collected and given back. It was so sweeeeeet! And I like the thought that valentines day isn’t just about couples because originally the letter from St Valentinus to the guards daughter was just a thank you for her friendship on the day of his death.
That is true about St V!
Love what you did at school – such a lovely idea
Did you have a good day everyone? x
Yes thanks
Yep – filled with cuddles and kisses from my baby snd a big box of choccies from hubby