I recall the Valentines when I purchased a spud gun, to remind him of his youth! Having heard stories of the fun he and his twin brother had as boys in the sixties. It took time and research on my part to find one.
Beautifully wrapped in brown paper and string in keeping with the times past. Given with a giggle and a kiss that sealed the start of this gloriously decadent day.
For a Valentine should be a measure of your lives a bit of a tickle not too serious, just … fickle. A show of happiness that he already knows and trusts. The receipt of such a gift is unlikely to have ever been given before, like me then, original and unique.
Then came my gift from the husband, not wanting to advertise I will not photograph the wrapping.
A chocolate honeycomb filled Bunny was prestnted to me, in a pre opened package … minus a leg! He remembered us laughing at an advert on television which in it’s self is lovely, as me and he and television don’t often, or should I say, don’t regularly meet. Television seems to act as a sleeping draft on me. Give me a comfy seat and the husband to cuddle; throw in the screen and sure enough I am gone. Anyway, my present … an edible bunny with an already missing leg. The husband grinned and said. “A bunny only needs one leg … to hop.”
We laugh a lot him and me, and banter constantly. I ate my gift … not enough to spoil the Valentines banquet that I knew he would cook; but enough to make me smile.
Unfortunately certain body parts if mine, became targets for testing the power of the innocuous looking spud gun. I can tell you it stings! I really should have thought this through.
I know, I am a bit of a loon but I have it on good authority that all the best people are.
Thank you Esme for sharing our stories on the salon this Valentine week.
Have you had an unusual Valentines gift? Let me know in the comments and click to read more @esmesalon Now!
I purchased a spud gun, to remind him of his youth! A giggle and a kiss that sealed the start of this gloriously decadent day. For a Valentine should be a measure of your lives a bit of a tickle not serious just… fickle. A show of happiness that he already knows and trusts. The receipt of such a gift is unlikely to have ever been given before; therefore original .
Then came my gift, not wanting to advertise I will not photograph the wrapping.
A chocolate honeycomb filled Bunny was prestnted in a pre opened package minus a leg! He remembered us laughing at an advert on television which in it’s self is lovely, as me and television don’t often or should I say don’t regularly meet; as it seems to act as a sleeping draft. A bunny only needs one leg… to hop.
I know I am a bit of a loon but I have it on good authority that all the best people are.
If this is the pain of love does it mean that it will make me sing like this? A fantastic voice and magnificent artistry.
On Valintines weekend we must recognise the pain
Please press the link there is no filth not on my watch, just an over cautious censorship scantily clad couple but no “Bits showing” please enjoy her voice is amazing.
Mix – Paloma Faith: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PaKr9gWqwl4&list=RDEM_u1Z4hWjcHRotgPSJynsRQ
“Where is it? quick me Valentine, quick, quick, got to find it! I know it somewhere.”
Said Doris duck.
She searched high and low in the stream,
for a Valentine to fulfill her dreams.
Shook her tail and waddled far and wide
Until no place was left for it to hide.
What it looked like she didn’t care,
She wanted one from anywhere.
That Valentine she’d heard about,
It made big people flounce and pout.
Alas she was deemed to fail
For Valintines had no tale…
He had no beak for her to peck
And he had the shortest neck.
So to the pond she waddled fast
With her sibblings, home at last.
Munching worms with her Drake,
Fluffing their tails out on the lake.
Was your true love under your nose?
Did you look to hard but failled to see what was next to you?
Or just maybe you couldn’t give a diddly doo dah… let me know leave a word… try and keep it somewhat clean ;)😇
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