"...the delightful interval between meeting a beautiful girl and discovering that she looks like a haddock."
Huzzah, John Barrymore! I like your style.
No soppy quotes for me, thank you very much! Anyway, Peter forgot today was Valentine's Day. (I didn't)
By way of punishment, I shall relate a conversation we had last night.
The setting: our bedroom. It's dark outside. We are just going to bed and Peter is drawing the curtains. He stares out of the window. He sighs with disapproval.
Peter: You didn't take down the Christmas lights, did you?
Me: I certainly did! (me inside - panicking - I'm SURE I did, but perhaps...?)
Peter: Well, what are those orange things I see glinting out there?
I look out of the window.
There's really nothing I need to add, is there?