Feb 14th, eh? Saint Valentine's Day with its suitably dispatched and received tokens.
Of course, many use it as an excuse to bemoan commercialism and twee-ness although any half romantic should embrace the moment.
Strange, then, to see that the Guardian's special site for Valentine pictures only has seven snaps, of which at least three are from the newspaper itself and another one is of some red edible underwear.
Even the mainstay of flickr has somewhat limited photographic moments, so I'll assume that most people want to keep their loved ones close.
Our plans are to be on the above corner at eight and then get out of this place. We'll kiss the first of a million kisses and let the past fall away. Just like the song.
