Harry's Blog

In the realms of romantic gifts much has been said about the noble diamond. Surely it is a girl's best friend, but also rather costly. I had considered making some myself, for I'm sure L would delight in a diamond the size of a football. Alas, although I do have a lump of coal for the purpose, I don't quite have the millions of years or a way of providing the necessary crushing pressures.

Then there are flowers. But they wither and die so quickly. Not everyone likes flowers though and one can't make assumptions that someone would know the difference between tulips and daffodils or would find flowers a romantic prospect.

Instead then one might turn to a certain £3 item. An item that brings both the receiver and the observer delight in equal measure. An item that both provokes desire and loving instinct. In short, one may spend three of your English pounds and own the world, create an atmosphere of perfect romance and love that would last for night's on end.

For £3 you may see unequalled beauty increased to heights not yet imagined. For £3 you may enjoy laughter and romance unbound. And in the absence of a loved one, wearing this item about one's person may provide a reminder of their presence. Providing a sense of contentedness.

And alas, providing a right old laugh for any City Link couriers who may happen to make a delivery to an idiot who forgets he's wearing said £3 item after 90 minutes. I think perhaps I may be the subject of much mirth at the City Link depot this afternoon. Doh!