A Most Appropriate Seasonal Game

This month, being the most romantic month of the year ……..

…….we have very much enjoyed partaking in a cheeky game of “Race To My Heart” as poignantly found by Darrell in our beloved 3 for 99p bins in one of our favourite charity shops in town.

Well, especially as it is February, it would have been rude not to avail himself, along with an unused ceramic wax burner and frog prince egg cup to make up the numbers, as they won’t sell separate items from said bin. What are they like?

It’s a game, despite the potential of it’s title, is for all the family ……….

……. so no forfeits or questions etc. of a compromising, confessional or salacious type nature, which is just isn’t us anyway!

So, we’ve pondered, mused, and in turn learnt much of the machinations of love, romance and tradition ………

…… as well as almost choked with laughter at all the forfeits played, most memorable, Darrell’s worryingly undulating belly dance, Nigel’s one minute speech exclusively on cows and my talking in a foreign (French???) accent for two whole rounds!

Happy, happy days, well done Darrell, your seasonal moochings “dun gud” mate!