Valentine's Day tomorrow and I'm playing it safe this year after it took 3 days for the bruising in my ribs to go down last year.
You see, it was around this time last year when our old and cheap vacuum cleaner finally went "pop" so off to a local store we went, me armed with "Ecocheques" meaning that as long as it was at least "A+" energy use rated it cost me, well, nothing. So we picked one, I handed over the bits of paper, and as the poor young woman at the counter handed over this nice box that said "AEG" and then something went "click" inside my head and I turned to the missus and said "Here you go, darling, hope you enjoy your Valentine's Day present"....
The look on the face of the poor wee lassie behind the counter is something I'll never forget, I would have paid to see that. And I guess I did because I never knew the missus' elbow could move as quick as it did...