St. Valentines Day Mass.....

....is where The Princess is, serving on the altar, to the unspeakable joy of the Granny, Botherer of God.

I hope she (The Princess) didnt scoff all the chocolates a Mysterious Admirer left on her doorstep this morning, along with a suitably opaque message on a card....

Jesus frowns on non-fasting before feasting on His Body and Blood. How odd...

So, a certain lady favours tulips to roses.

So here is a tulip for you- express delivery.....

(A Digression....

Think about it a minute-
"Tulips...."
"Two-lips...."
"Chew-lips....."

A rose, by any other name, is thorny, not horny.
Whereas the tulip......

I sense a new marketing opportunity.)

So, B, I couldnt send flowers in the conventional sense, so...

Here you go.

Hope you like it...