"I've found the best Valentine's card EVER. It's perfect. You will LOVE it. Guaranteed."
Thus spake Bedders. Thus spake Bedders, in fact, for a good two weeks. He was proud of himself, man. In fact, he was a little smug. It started to grate a bit, if I'm honest.
I was my usual disorganised self. My work/life balance (pah, work/life? More like work, more fecking work, oooo hello worky work WORK WOOOOOORK) has been ree-dic-u-larse of late and etsy-perusing has become a luxury I can ill afford.
So I purchased a card that I liked and that reminded me of that belter of a Frank Wilson tune #do I love you? Indeed I do, sweet darling, indeed I do....#
Owing to the paraphrasing on the front, y'see. Cute. Nowt spesh.
Smug Bedders had one up on me. Or so I thought.
BECAUSE HE LEFT IN HIS BLOODY DESK DRAWER AT WORK.
Thus spake Bedders. Thus spake Bedders, in fact, for a good two weeks. He was proud of himself, man. In fact, he was a little smug. It started to grate a bit, if I'm honest.
I was my usual disorganised self. My work/life balance (pah, work/life? More like work, more fecking work, oooo hello worky work WORK WOOOOOORK) has been ree-dic-u-larse of late and etsy-perusing has become a luxury I can ill afford.
So I purchased a card that I liked and that reminded me of that belter of a Frank Wilson tune #do I love you? Indeed I do, sweet darling, indeed I do....#
Owing to the paraphrasing on the front, y'see. Cute. Nowt spesh.
Smug Bedders had one up on me. Or so I thought.
BECAUSE HE LEFT IN HIS BLOODY DESK DRAWER AT WORK.
He was right though, wasn't he? It IS rather lovely.
Yes, that is Fitzwilliam Darcy's declaration of love.
Cue some serious Regency-style swooning.
Cue some serious Regency-style swooning.
