14th February

OUT OF HOURS BULLY'S TRUCKSTOP BAR (INTERACTIVE)
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Am I the only one that just sees it as another day?

Am I that unromantic just because I don’t want to put more money into the over-commercialised day.

I have had so many dirty looks today off the mrs just because she was hoping I’d break the bank on stupid stuff that I wouldn’t buy any other day of the year.

So are you guys and girls feeling any more romantic today than any other day…?

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Nope, to me its just another day :unamused:
However if you’re getting black looks off the mrs, there are all sorts of nice things you could do, without breaking the bank :laughing:

3

Someone suggested we would be better off scrapping Valentines day and having two pancake days. You do have to wonder though, would Pancake Rossi have ever got sponsorship and ended up as a world champion :laughing:

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dar1976:
So are you guys and girls feeling any more romantic today than any other day…?

Not really. But on a brighter note, if I do start to feel romantic there’s only me to please. So to speak. :blush: :blush: :stuck_out_tongue: :wink:

5

Nope, I forgot it. Not home till tomorow anyway. Shame its the birds birthday next week which will cost.

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Everyone else refers to it as Valentines Day …

… I prefer to call it Tuesday. :unamused:

7

Me too. It’s just another Tuesday. And yes it should be a second pancake day instead :wink:

8

Let the young folk have there fun,but its over commercialised when they want all of the population involved.

9

I don’t mind it, I get lots of chocolates and goodies, she doesn’t know. I just help myself when she is out of the room :wink:

And the bonus is that I am getting a nice curry for tea with a bottle of wine, the downside was that I had to let her sit on my face and I missed the BBC news.

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Wheel Nut:
…I missed the BBC news.

It comes back on at ten :wink:

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Wheel Nut:
I don’t mind it, I get lots of chocolates and goodies, she doesn’t know. I just help myself when she is out of the room :wink:

And the bonus is that I am getting a nice curry for tea with a bottle of wine, the downside was that I had to let her sit on my face and I missed the BBC news.

Reminds me of the day I finally realised my Grandad was just an average bloke the same as the rest of us …

We were all sitting around in the office on a Saturday morning having a break, I was about 15 or 16 I think, and a delightful young blonde in her early 20’s drove into the yard in a panel-van to deliver something. She walks into the office to get her paperwork signed, with a bunch of greasy mechanics and the gaffers teenage grandson admiring what she had to offer. As she closed the door on the way out, the rest of us still contemplating what we’d like to do to her, my grandad (in his 70’s) breaks the silence with “Aye … she’ll always have somewhere to sit as long as I’ve got a face”.

After the laughter had died down, one of the mechanics piped up with “You think you could handle her like Davie…?”, and my grandad shot sraight back with “She’d do for practicing on son”.

I gained a whole new respect for the carnaptious old sod that day, as underneath that respectable ageing businessman image he was still just one of the lads.