I thought of you all yesterday, I was browsing 'The Range' - one of those huge contains everything kind of stores, clothes, furniture, everything - and amidst all of the everything was a whole wall of valentine's gifts. (Hmm - it is Valentine's and not Valentines' isn't it - it's the day of St Valentine isn't it, yes of course it is. Sorry, apostrophe crisis mid sentence. I suddenly wondered if we were talking about a day for Valentines, but that's just silly. Now where was I? Oh yes, in The Range.) The gifts were, without exception red and fluffy, feathery or sequinned. And not one of them was aesthetically pleasing or holding of any intrinsic value.

And I realised that even without the secretengagementness of your bro and his gf, the gifts you snapped the other day means they Lose. Lose on every fluffy lovehearted front.

This is what I thougt as I browsed.


(I thunk it a lot quicker than I typed it, it has to be said!)