The word count of my Valentine's Day posts seems to be diminishing every year. Luckily, the love count is going in the opposite direction. Happy Valentine's Day, F. I got you a card this time. I also drew you a picture AND wrote you a poem. No pressure. SEE ALSO: → Date night maths → Carnations are my favourite Stunning original artwork by me....
I've decided. I'm going to learn the words of the Marseillaise. I think this every year, when the Six Nations rolls around and all the other countries are droning out their mirthlesss dirges at the start of each game before being obliterated by the triumphant, bloodthirsty, powerful song of the French. This is the year I will actually do it. Knowing the words of the Marseillaise...