Sainsbury’s has just about managed to shift it’s last ‘half price-buy on get one-1/3 off’ Christmas card in it’s seasonal sale when the ‘Valentine’s Aisle’ makes an appearance, decked out in all it’s horrifically-soppy ‘cheesyness’.
Call it a day of romance or yet another commercialised, over-rated ‘holiday’ that involves (much like any other) alot of the ‘green stuff’….but alas there’s no escaping it!
Every year on the 14th day of February, women and girls-alike await with anticipation an extortionately-priced bunch of man-handled roses and a soppy verse in a card, sporting a pair of ‘googly-eyed gorillas’ enblazend on the front (again over-priced).
However we all fall for this day of indulgence year after year … a guilty pleasure for millions of Brits…
All my but Grandmother of course, who refuses to allow a winged man in a nappy to dictate to her a specific day of the calendar in which she should set aside her weekly ‘perm’ to express her love for my Grandfather. Her outrage is usually followed by “i’ve been married to him for nearly 50 years! … never mind a ‘day’, i need a bloody medal!”