“I be catchin’ bitches while bitches be catchin’ feelings”.

I want to avoid, like the plague, writing a blog piece about yesterday’s festivities ( aka Valentines Day) I thinks its near impossible to write about ‘V day’ without sounding preachy, desperate or bitter.  I don’t want to go down the anti-consumerism route, or the engage in a 1000 word rage about how sickening it is too see Facebook posts about people’s partners taking out a small loan to purchase 12 ‘perfect’ red roses, no, I don’t want to do that. Instead I want to say that Valentines day is most perfectly spent with good company and copious amounts of red wine, and, as I’ve learnt from a rather precocious piece of graffiti, maybe relationships are too much effort, after all “I be catchin’ bitches while bitches be catchin’ feelings”.