Drink to me only…
I’M usually excused from Valentine’s Day duties, having had the foresight to get married on 11 February all those years ago. Mrs Ray turns a blind eye to what she – rather unfortunately – terms the VD celebrations, on the strict understanding that I make the most enormous fuss of her on our anniversary.
I do my best, but I’ve been on the back foot ever since the wedding itself and a honeymoon spent in
