Yes, dear reader, "St. Hallmark's Day" is upon us once again. The shops have been groaning under the strain of pink-and-red-themed items - cards, balloons, flowers, chocolates, bubbly; even a prawn medley (how seductive!) - since before our holiday, in the hope that the cash registers will be pinging as lovelorn chavs queue to buy gifts for their beau. Bleurrcchh! All this commercialisation makes me sick.
Never mind, eh? I may still be on leave, but as is traditional at the end of any week [and this is indeed the last weekend for me before the daily grind begins all over again], it's time to start planning that party!
Here's something - ahem - suitably romantic for the occasion:
Thank Disco It's Friday!
Have a great one, folks!
St. Valentine had his head caught off and that’s why it makes perfect sense to give chocolates on this day. And you can call me Baby.
ReplyDeleteIt would make more sense to give head on this day, surely..?
DeleteBaby. Jx
What's the political climate right now being a hot bed of disappointment and Evil, there's been relatively hardly any mention of Valentine's Day here.
ReplyDeleteHere's to a glorious dark , dank , and rainy weekend!
I bet Muskrat and the orange idiot exchanged love tokens. Jx
DeletePS We have had dazzling sunshine, but it's really cold out there.