16th February 2006
Valentines Day Cards
Non-Fiction Author: Firecat
Created: 14 February 2005




I used to love the secrecy, the romanticism and the guessing game of Valentines cards. I spent hours in the shops short-listing and then choosing the most apt card with the best sentiment for the chosen one, often walking between several shops, briskly lest I should lose my mental card pictures. Then I would spend hours devising and practising a new style of writing with a new set of letters, carefully matching them against each other. As I addressed the envelope I crooked my hand so it appeared I wrote with my right. Each village still had its own postmark then, so I would post it in the smallest, most obscure, most remote one I could reach, for example, one time we were going up to Edinburgh for a Rugby match and I posted it in the Scottish Borders. When I got my own car I would drive for hours and post it in another part of the country.
They never guessed who they were from. Not correctly anyway. I only ever got a card from my Mum ~ she was hopeless at disguising that! God, I hated Valentines Day!