We really don’t do Valentine’s Day (Roy and I). We’re not anti-St Val’s by any means we just don’t feel the need (we’re more the spontaneous romantics and doing little things to make each other smile regularly people). Given our somewhat meh stance on gift gifting, I was quite surprised when Taylor became quite upset walking home from swimming on the 14th February because he hadn’t got me anything for Valentine’s Day. The poor lad was really quite upset with himself, as I am the girl he loves the most.
Thankfully we walk past the shop on the way home so he borrowed all the cash I had on me, my £1 coin swimming locker change, to buy me something special.
Who needs a steak dinner when you have fab boys like mine and a tin of hot dogs? 
❤
