Very Valentine
God, another February, another Valentine’s dilemma – to celebrate or not? Not, obviously. In our house, cards and kisses will be exchanged between child and cat and that is about it. That’s not to say I don’t sometimes worry about the effects of raising a daughter in an atmosphere of such godless cynicism. ‘Oh Mum,’ she sighed, tragically, the other day, ‘do you think you’ll ever get married?’ ‘Not knowingly,’ I said, and she treated me to the sweetest, most pitying of looks. So I wish the rest of the world well with its flowers and balloons and harp music and clippety-clops through royal parks (getting very specific now, you know who you are!) Yes, I blow kisses to you all. I feel your love.