I talked to Mad James last night. He said, "being as it's coming soon, you are my valentine". Not "will you be", "you are". I have no choice otherwise. Ah well. When he phones me on V-day, I'll tell him about this fantastic bloke (or possibly girl) who is the most wonderful person in the world, oh and we're about to get married, would you be my maid of honour? Hee hee hee. You've got to be cruel to .... him. (: