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Sunday 14th February 2010
Valentine's Day is strictly for the birdsI see the Church of England, in an attempt to persuade men and women to tie the knot, has issued some guidance on how to celebrate Valentine's Day. It's the usual guff about "rekindling the original spark" and so forth. Pass the sick bag, Bishop. The thing that has always irritated me about Valentine's Day is that it purports to be a festival for men and women when, in fact, the only people it appeals to are women. Not surprising, given that it involves men having to buy flowers, chocolates, cards and wotnot for their wives and girlfriends. (To read more, click here.)
Comments page 1 of 1 - 1 post(s) Re: Valentine Posted by jonnieofbrixton on 14-02-2010 09:33: WARNING: REAL MEN TO GET A LARGE BUCKET. So here we are again,it's Valentines Day and across the country there is the biggest charade occuring.The majority of men have been under pressure for that last few days to buy that token of real 'wub' to their other half .A pained look is always to found as the mug...sorry..I mean romantic guy in touch with his true feelings and not ...<quick..head near bucket...> afraid to show them to his beloved or more importantly his male friends as the ultimate gesture in togetherness....I am finding this very hard to continue but will get through it lads...No doubt all the geezer mags and sensible? women glossies have come up with hilarious and rib tickling methods to go that extra mile in the pursuit of...hang on...this is killing me..I keep having a vision of Babs Cartland in yet another tasteful pink outfit and that was only her bloody car!...Time to cut to the chase..any right on chaps in touch with their touchy and sensitive feelings can now leave the room as well as the females who are screaming MCP...yes darling ..oink to you!..this is for grown ups and it's about time we all vented our spleen.The idea of one day through cards,flowers,box of Kraft Food chocolates, a special meal at that restaurant where you first met or the revolting idea of going to Paris..City of Wubbers, booking into an overpriced Hotel with your average waiter smirking as he knows just how much dosh it's costing you, is too much for me to ever get my head around.Let's all state clearly we are not mean and most of us spend what cash we have spare on the family and kids or the above her station mistress who does not know her place in the pecking order..< i did tell the right on mob to bugger off>..It's just the idea that by Monday morning lots of stats are put together and the various companies are rubbing their hands over yet another bumper day when this country went ga ga and were conned into being romantic.Of course it has to be known just how much money was laid out so the girlfriend/wife can inform her friends that it's not the money but the thought that really counts.Mmm.here is my final thought..and true..a few years ago there was about twenty black cab drivers who had a days delivery of Valentine flowers to various places around the city,I suffered a few hours of this malarkey and then had a brainwave...two bunches of flowers left and I cant be assed to carry on,so the person who should be getting the flowers is going to be in for a major disappointment but the sender should feel proud that I took em and gave them to my first wife and although she had a shocked look on her face it was nothing compared to my grin as for about thirty seconds I felt guilty for petty thieving but became all 'womantic and wubble' thinking about the row I must have caused when lover boy got home .Might have cost him a weekend in the City of Wub or teach him to say the following ' my darling...I would not cheapen the day by an empty gesture of giving you a bunch of flowers when surely our love can be spoken in so many other ways'..Pass that bucket again!... |
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