Yesterday marked eighteen years since my husband and I first got together following a nerve-wracking date at the cinema. Eighteen years later and we continue to merge our anniversary and valentines by celebrating and sharing cards and gifts on the 13th rather than the 14th like most. Once again I’ve been spoilt rotten with a cute card, a beautiful bouquet of roses, and an obligatory Terry’s Orange. I was also gifted a stunning rainbow-tie-dye-style scarf which I plan on wearing to work later in the week. Although it was a working day for us both, we celebrated by sharing a …
