![Jenga](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMQW0dYQHsHbob5V8U4jXkhHmCxjG7F6YDZKF5oTEhqDtDIUUkKVwHgCwib9oIkkuQPsH0WbFUnmt__QBIWa5C6HXb32eH61OiKzYfSyKhOEis4F6LFOrJLiKwaTl59LnwaTTGTwczl4/s320/jenga.jpg)
Many years ago, more than I care to remember, when I still believed in 'that kind of thing', Mrs R commented on how commercial Valentines Day had become. I distinctly remember her saying that buying flowers was such a waste of money considering how long they lasted.
Result, I thought. Somehow, purely by accident, I had a partner who would be able to recognise the real essentials of life; such as a flat screen television, multi-media PC and a subscription to the sports channels.
In my defence I did recognise my mistake, though it came far too late. In the spirit of originality, or perhaps desperation, I bought her Jenga. Whoops...
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