Okay, so it’s Valentines Day.
The tabloids brim with pictures of blonde models in red underwear, holding roses in their mouths. The shops are full of people pushing and shoving their way to the till (Push pigs), clutching some crap for their partners to litter their homes with.
The BBC are scheduling a program about the greatest all time love songs, starring Phil Collins and hosted by non other than the grandmas favourite Ronan Keating (I rather spend the evening punching myself in the face, or maybe even spend some quality time in the toilet after FC on a Saturday morning).
I pushed my way to the till and brought Mandy a CD. She brought me some Oysters, which I’ve never had before but am pleased to report are delicious.