Competing FOR LOVE
It’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow and I have completely run out of ideas. You see, my husband and I have this… thing. Every year he thinks of ways to wrap my presents in romantic and thoughtful ways. Every time I think I’ve managed to outdo him, he always goes one step further. For us Valentine’s Day is a competition and, this year, I am determined to beat him – but I’m currently scraping the bottom of the barrel because I have turned to my parents for ideas.
A storm has hit this morning and Shropshire is clouded in fog. Mum and Dad are trying to combat this by having the heating on full blast.
‘Mum, can you turn down the heating? I’m melting here!’ I say, as I scribble out the next idea on the list.
‘What’s wrong Sandra, love?’ Dad asks. ‘You have a face like a slapped behind.’
‘Christopher! How many times have I asked you not to talk about people’s behinds at the table?
