Introducing Mr V! He'll probably tell me off for posting a picture of him in what he says is his grotty old jumper but I love this jumper on him and won't let him throw it away!
I've been cruising the blog rounds today and noticed quite a few Valentine's Day posts. Like many others I'm not a huge celebrator of Valentine's Day and won't be sulking if Mr V hasn't arranged some ridiculously expensive dinner or weekend away or a gift. We actually find the commercial aspect of it all a bit nauseating and there is nothing to kill romance faster than having to compete for restaurant bookings and sharing your romantic dinner for two with half of London.
However, many of the blogs I visit have posted a "I don't usually celebrate Valentine's Day but..." and then proceeded to tug at my heart strings with a mushy post about their friends (Penny Dreadful) or other halves (Dusk). So you've all got me into the spirit and I've felt the urge to do a Valentine's Day post dedicated to Mr V!
Fact is Mr V and I rarely do anything on Valentine's Day apart from perhaps swap silly humorous cards and cook an extra nice meal at home. But we have been too run off our feet lately to even think about organising even these small things this year. Tonight I am going to be teaching flamenco until late and therefore won't see much of him at all today.
In the past, Mr V has on a couple of occasions tried unsuccessfully to hide a bunch of flowers for me in the flat the night before, but somehow I always stumble across them by accident and rumble him. One year, when he worked out a better hiding place, I woke to find stem roses interspersed between the plants in the patch of dirt we call a garden.
After reading about Dusk's husband finding the round crisps in a bag at the cinema to feed her so that they won't hurt her mouth and how he does all the greasy work on cars to spare her hands getting dirty (aawww!!!) I was reminded about all the wonderful selfless little things that Mr V does for me which are little acts of love every day, not just Valentine's Day.
He makes me coffee in the mornings, hot water bottles to keep me warm at night and always tells me I look beautiful even when I'm sloping around the house in my pyjamas and haven't made an effort. He takes a huge interest in and is the biggest supporter of everything I do, even this blog which he reads on his way home from work, including every comment!
No matter how times Mr V has seen me perform flamenco, if he can come to one of my shows he will be there, and last night when I had a gig was no exception. I always think that it must be getting a bit boring for him and tell him he doesn't need to come if he doesn't have time or doesn't feel like it, but then it is always so heartwarming to see him there in the audience.
This weekend Mr V put on his DIY hat very much as an act of love. I recently lost my dance rehearsal space which was in our outdoor shed. Due to the snow and foxes digging underneath it the roof had sprung several leaks and the shed had become saturated to the point where I could no longer rehearse in it. Mr V spent all yesterday skillfully attaching a tarpaulin to the roof and ended up covered head to toe in grime, all to make sure I could start using the space again.
A bit about Mr V's style - he is the type who looks great in fisherman's jumpers, pea coats, floral print shirts, distressed denim jeans and he loves bright and bold colours (you can just see the cuff of his bright orange tee peeking out in the photo). He has a big collection of brightly coloured tee shirts and jumpers in red, orange, yellow, lime and bright blue. Yep! Polar opposite to me in the colour spectrum! Like many men he dislikes clothes shopping but takes exception when I come with him and help him choose!
Whether you are celebrating or not have a wonderful Valentine's Day everyone!
And Happy Valentine's Day to my wonderful Mr V!
Mr V wears:
Fisherman's Jumper, Versace Jeans; Grey cashmere sweater, Uniqlo; Orange long sleeved tee shirt, Uniqlo; Jeans, Pull and Bear; Shoes, Camper