IO to Padma ONLY

I don't know where we're at right now and I'm not cert if I've still the right to do this, but I wanted to wish my favourite Valentine, who's inspired some right embarrassing spectacles over the years from three lovesick prats, a Happy Valentine's Day.

So Happy Valentine's Day, Padma.

If I'd the money, I'd've sent you some roses. They're the least you deserve.

IO to Cho ONLY

Reckon it's not fair of me to ask you to be my ten thousand mile Valentine when there's probably a host of grubby randy gits right there in Blighty competing for the honour, even if none of the lot're as fit as me and they've'n't a chance in Hell of you saying yes. Nah, I really shouldn't ask, just in case you've considered taking on a pity Valentine for the day, even if you'd rather spend it with me.

But then again, when've I ever played fair?


So, what do you say?

Ever reckon Cupid'd like the day off?

Cheers to those who've'n't forgotten me over here in my ickle corner of the earth.

Much to my chagrin, I've holes in my pockets and I've'n't an artistic bone in my body, so let's go about this the only way I know how: with a limerick.

( To the Ginger-Haired Siren: )

( To the Best Looking Bloke, Second Only to Me: )

( To the Sister I Never Knew I Wanted: )