I wasn’t sure if I would join in this week because I’m not really into Valentine’s Day and never was. My answers are pretty boring. However, let’s give it a whirl.

Questions

Which traditional Valentine’s Day gift would you rather receive: chocolates, flowers, or a card with a personal message?

All of the above would be very nice to receive. I love to get flowers and of course I like chocolate but a card with a personal message means a lot more obviously.

Do you like romantic movies?

I watch them sometimes. I think a lot of them are bit formulaic, but if I don’t want to think too much, they are OK. I remember David and I going to the movies to see “Pretty Woman” we both liked it.

Is Valentine’s Day only about romantic love? Or is it a good occasion to celebrate friendship as well?

I think that it is so overhyped as a romantic holiday that it is hard to think of it being for anything else but celebrating friendship is a good idea. As a side note, a local person here tried to organise a Valentine’s Day BBQ for singles in the neighbourhood. It had to be cancelled because although a few guys were interested no women wanted to go.

How do you deal with unwanted romantic attention?

That is not a problem I’ve had to deal with as I rarely socialise. I think I’d probably deal with it by running away. I’ve no interest in finding a romantic partner.

GRATITUDE SECTION (As always, optional)

Share one or two of your favorite memories of your special loved one if you’d like.

This is our wedding photo, taken back in October 1977. David and I got married at the Adelaide Railway Station. Themed weddings were not such a thing in those days and we were the first in our families to have one.

We met on a steam train excursion in 1975, just a couple of days before my 18th birthday and although it was our love of trains that brought us together, we soon found we had other interests in common as well. We had been going out for a year when David proposed, on another train trip of course. So naturally we wanted to incorporate railways into our wedding day. We arranged that we would have the ceremony on the platform before the final excursion of the season. Our reception was held in a vintage Dining Car hauled on the back of the train. Although both of us were rather shy and retiring we told the organisers of the steam excursion that we didn’t mind if they wanted to get a little publicity for the historical society. Consequently, we were interviewed for the daily papers, who pretty much made up what we said I might add. On the day the local TV crews came out to film a segment and we were on the news that night. Luckily most of the footage was of the train not us which is what we wanted.