After agreeing not to partake in St Valentine gestures this year my husband returned from taking his mother to Tescos with a dozen deep pink roses.
Of course I love flowers and roses once far too expensive these days have become an affordable option.
I was also given a bottle of perfume this morning, not by my husband but by a neighbour (Bunny Warren- the name of the house not the neighbour) which was unexpected. I have put some on my wrists and now Harry won't sit next to me - I don't know if I should give it away or get some more;)
Stella popped over for a coffee and brought her just finished bag. Exquisite.