14 February 2013

marking the day


Sitting on the upper deck of the 205 bus today you could see lots of sheepish boys in The City, half bashful, half proud, scuttling along with their bunches of imported roses destined for expectant sweethearts.  Back home, no cliched blooms in evidence at all.  Cheapskate Cards dominate the mantlepiece to mark the passing of another year for a certain someone whose mother insisted that his birthday was on St Valentine's Day.

5 comments:

Annie @ knitsofacto said...

Yay, you're back! And nooo, I've been missing your posts.

The marmalade looks delish by the way :D

tut-tut said...

lamb for Valentine's dinner here, and damned good, too! Pomegranate molasses went into the rub. First time I've used it, and will do so again.

Liz said...

No Valentine's blooms (or cards) here, either. Hope there was cake for the birthday boy.

Anonymous said...

Here Valentine's night was spent watching Harold Wilson night on the BBC parliament channel - much of which is still available on iplayer. Interviews with Wilson, speeches given by Wilson and a truly awful chat show hosted by him in 1979 (guest including Mike Yarwood and Robin Day). I'd forgotten how beige and hairy we all were and how people smoked everywhere. Hugely entertaining night of programming.

Joan

Rattling On said...

Yes a Happy Birthday to your other half! Mine was passed very quietly but a work colleague (unexpectedly) remembered and ought me a cake!