Love is.. taking the bins out | Jabbering Journo column

By the time you read this you will have simpered your way through a romantic meal, almost drowned in the deliveries of red roses, and wafted your way through a day full of love and kisses to the backdrop of poetry that rhyme ‘you’ with ‘true’ (other cliches will apply).

Friday, 14th February 2020, 11:45 am
Love is..

No, me either.

Let’s be honest here, this is all nonsense.

Valentines Day is a day for eye-rolling by the single, utter disinterest by the majority of long term partnerships / marriages and one of humiliation for the youngsters not in the cool gang and tortured by images of their show-offy friends desperate to look more popular and desirable.

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Let’s be clear - I’m not criticising the genuine demonstrations of affection between couples or even a Valentine’s act of love but just pointing out that option is available any day - not just on a cold Friday in February.

Love is in the every day acts of kindness and love that characterise two people who love each other - not by carpeting the entire house downstairs of a house with red roses at a an eye-watering cost.

Yes, I’m talking to you Travis Scott - former boyfriend of multimillionaire Kylie Kardashian.

I repeat, former.

Presumably because no woman wants a deluge of soon-to-be rotting compost in their hallway, even a 22-year-old makeup mogul with staff.

Though even this ‘romantic gesture’ was less terrifying than the time Kanye West trapped famous musician Kenny G in a room full of vases of roses as a 'surprise' for Kylie’s big sister Kim.

Romantic?

More like a scene from the Shining but with a saxophone.

She's probably in therapy.

To be honest, Kim would probably have appreciated it more if Kanye had taken the bins out.

I don’t want to be a complete killjoy and do understand Valentine’s Day can be a critical test in a new relationship.

And also understand it’s a major retail opportunity for business (make sure you shop for your heart-shaped flotsam locally).

It’s also not much fun for single people.

I’ve absolutely been there.

So I hope you had a lovely Valentine’s Day, albeit a non show-offy, simple, affair where the main benefit of not being single is someone else doing the recycling.

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