It’s hard to think about Valentine’s Day when you’ve only just packed away the Christmas decorations. To be honest, we normally don’t think about it until the night before, then make a panicked stop in M&S on the commute home to buy the one remaining card.
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I took ownership of the keys to the vicarage on Wednesday. My car was packed to the rafters, mainly with Diptyque candles, Iittala glassware – the essential stuff. Nic followed on behind with a vacuum cleaner, my carpet cleaner and Mini Puppy. I was very stressed. We all know that houses, stripped of furniture, look ghastly. I was prepared. I swore I would not cry or get depressed.