On Valentine’s Day many years ago I opened the door to find myself facing the biggest bouquet I had ever seen in my whole life.  It was a real garden’s worth of the most beautiful flowers imaginable and they had my name on.  The florist who’d delivered it smiled – why wouldn’t he?  He’d just earned a whole week’s takings with just one delivery – and he commented on how much my Valentine must love me to send me such a bouquet.  The neighbours who had been all-agog watching him struggle up the steps with it called out their congratulations, … Read the rest »