It's Tapas, apparently, not a token of - ahem - love.
Ho hum. "St Hallmark's Day" is upon us - a day that sees hordes of bedraggled yoof buying equally bedraggled bunches of red flowers and clogging the supermarket queues, the only day in the calendar that such horrors as rose-scented chocolates are ever a "thing", and when sales of made-in-China fluffy toys with sickly "love" slogans go up.
I have always hated it, needless to say [see here and here for previous rants].
However, I have found an (hilariously) appropriate song to add to our countdown to Spain, which complements the mood perfectly...
I hope you have a tear in your eye after that one [from laughing, most likely!].
