Last year Valentines Day was rather sad because it was the day we had to have Treacle put to sleep. She had been very ill for three weeks and I couldn’t let her suffer any more. My husband drove me to the vets and I held her and cried buckets over her and despite the usual cards, roses etc it didn’t feel like a celebration.
This year we wanted to do something lovely (my husband doesn’t believe in going out as he finds it too commercial and over priced for what is usually disappointing) but we just couldn’t come up with something to cook that was really special. I had cooked rib eye steaks for my husbands birthday in January and fancied something different.
I then remembered that my husband does some lovely canapes and said I quite fancied those. Well my lovely husband did me proud. In the morning we exchanged cards and he had bought me a dozen red roses and some truffles in a heart shaped tin. I had bought him (us) the romantic D.V.D. “The best exotic Marigold Hotel”, a film we both thought we would like to see and also some truffles by coincidence plus some special offer fiz to go with dinner.
In the early evening while I did my bedtime chicken chores and got the girls to bed my lovely husband prepared the canapes and set the table making it look romantic. He put the roses, the heart shaped truffle tin and some candles on the table.
The lovely thing was that I didn’t have to do anything and that made it feel really special.
Valentine table
Happy Valentine
It was just lovely and we both agreed it was much nicer than going out. How did you spend your valentines? Happy Valentines every one.
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That is just lovely ..very well done .I just hope you took your rubber gloves and wellies off.
I did indeed, my chicken attire is far from romantic!
I meant to say ,it does not seem a year .But having lost chickens as you know.I would much rather they went like Rosie with her little flock than the trauma of taking a chicken to vet for the chicken and me .
I know what you mean. Luckily in my two years of chicken keeping Treacle has been my only loss but I really wouldn’t like to go through that again. Agonising over the decision, seeing her fade in my arms then dissecting the whole experience over and over afterwards. I still think of Treacle when I am watching my little flock.
How how lovely indeed. I like the quiet, romantic evenings at home away from the crowds. Right up my alley.
I couldn’t agree more. We always stay in for valentines and on special occasions or dinners for family or friends we share or take turns at the cooking but I think what was really nice was that my husband organised it for us so it felt like a real treat.