This blog carries a warning:
Sickness bags are recommended before reading
As the date at the top of this blog suggests, it is Valentines Day. Sadly, I was unable to see my beautiful girlfriend Claire, due to her being in Walsall at uni and me being at home in Bath. Therefore, we were unable to join in with the day traditionally known for loving, spending time together and increasing the share price of Clinton Cards.
Gifts and cards were sent and we will be celebrating ‘Love Day’ this Friday when Claire comes home. ‘Love Day’ will in fact be extended to ‘Love Weekend’ when we’ll go to the romantic county of Northamptonshire to watch Bath City take on Rushden & Diamonds – even the name screams “I love you!”.
Nauseous yet?
It would have been lovely to have seen Claire today, but in our relatonship, every day is like Valentines Day.
Apologies if you have just vomited your chicken tikka masala over your keyboard, but I did warn you.
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