Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Fast, Free and Easy

Oh Valentines Day. How we hate you. At some point in our lives, we've all hated Valentines - a holiday created solely to make single people feel even more lonely by rubbing it in their face.

Today on the show we focused on two elements - celebrating singledom and setting up two single Brightonians for a date tonight.

The latter was particularly fun... We took all our entries in "Be My Juicy Valentine" and had one guy, Ross (who describes himself as fast, free and easy), choosing between two genuinely lovely ladies - Tara and Zoe. He had 3 questions to work out which was the woman for him, and they were good questions. Firstly, what would you take on a desert island? Tara's promise of rubbing suncream into his back gave her an early advantage, but Zoe pulled it back with her magical experience of swimming with dolphins. That seemed to swing it as Ross had shared a similar experience and chose Zoe.
Not sure why he's crying, reckon he's done alright for himself with Talula

I felt dreadful condemning Tara to a night of loneliness, but alas she turned down my offer of watching Desperate Housewives on catch up together. Never mind. Zoe and Ross are going to Gar's Chinese Restaurant for a date tonight and you can find out how they get on tomorrow at midday on the show!

Just as we were putting a positive spin on being a single pringle today, muggins here gets a Valentines Card delivered. A card that upset me for two fundamental reasons:

I don't know whether I'm more disturbed or angry...


1) Do NOT, under any circumstance, buy me a card COVERED in glitter. I'm not a huge fairy (*ahem*).
2) What is the point of sending someone an 'anonymous' card if you're not going to give them so much as the smallest hint of a clue as to who the hell you are. I may as well send a card to "E.T., C/O The Moon".

Incidentally, if it was you who sent it, do let me know, we could get to know each other. Mine's a White Zinfandel.

Have a lovely Valentines whatever it is you get up to. And remember, how can anyone love you if you don't even love yourself? No wait, that's not right. Bugger it... single = super. On that note, I'm walking into the sea.

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