my gf dumped me over this! we did get back together yesterday but I joked that this year valentines was about my true love and that I couldnt miss an important home match. she stropped but we made up yesterday. I don't know how to bring it up again though lol
Tell her you are taking her out somewhere special for a meal as a Valentine's surprise and kill two birds with one stone (the club does do WIMPY burgers and beer).
Get home from work at 6, present her with bunch of flowers, pour her a glass of wine laced with a couple of sleeping pills, let her see me putting my apron on in readiness for preparing a delicious, romantic meal for two. 5 minutes later she's fast asleep so apron off, straight out of the house, quick pint before the game, home by 10.15. She wakes up to find me sobbing at the fact she fell asleep and all my Valentines efforts were wasted. She feels guilty and takes me out to dinner the following evening. Result.
The second date I took my wife on was to the footy so she knew what I was like - and that I wouldn't hold with all that football or me nonsense - backfired a bit in the sense that she loved it and now has a season ticket. She does accuse me on occassions of loving Charlton more than her but I tell her I love you both the same. It's just that I loved Charlton before I knew you and whilst there is an extremely remote possibility that sometime in the future we could divorce, I know I will always love Charlton.
She doesn't mind at all. In fact she told me to go so I can have a good time with the lads, and when I get back there's going to be something extra special waiting for me....
Oh no, wait, I'm single, and have work at midnight, so straight there after the match.
After getting back to work after the weekend in the smoke and seeing us v blades I opened an email asking me to attend a conference in SE1, on - you guessed it, Feb 14th, hotel, expenses, travel from Cornwall. I was like a rat up a drainpipe.
So the conversation went. "Darling, they've asked me to go to a conference. On Valentines Day" (rueful grimace, head on one side).
My gf really was not happy when I mentioned this game about a month ago, did the passive aggressive thing of pretending she did not mind but mentioned how most other gf's would not stand it. We compromised at a weekend away in Brighton (which means I'm missing Chesterfield instead).
Well Mr's ken is getting dragged along as it is my 60th birthday, and she long gave up any hope, as the week is devoted to football, football training, and my friends blues band at the local blues club a couple of days later. Mind you I have gone 'corporate' so I have made some concessions to old age
Still working on how I'm gonna do the match thread that night......ok if your out of the way...but I'm only upstairs in front of lap-top.......this maybe one occassion I might have to conceed defeat!! .....but hey 20 odd days to go yet....still working on a plan!!
Why not persuade gf to take a romantic weekend in Chesterfield instead of Brighton? - they have an unusual spire and ............ erm................ lots of other attractions.
@MuttleyCAFC I have suggested this many times, unfortunately we saw the unusual spire on the way to Sheffield Wednesday (which to be fair she put up with the hidious train delays).
Never understood why this presents such a dilemna. Won't be an issue for me as I'll be in Canada and my Wife will be in the West Midlands, but if I was at home and the Missus was putting pressure on for a night out it'd be an easy solution.
Early dinner at a nice restaurant in Greewich (the one at the Meantime Brewery is good), train to the Valley then back to Greenwich or into the City for a romantic stroll along the River and a nightcap in one of the many fine ale houses.
She gets a night out, I get to the footie and we've both done something for the other person. Everyone's happy (unless Charlton lose).
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Oo er missus!
Is that a euphemism for something?
Oh no, wait, I'm single, and have work at midnight, so straight there after the match.
So the conversation went. "Darling, they've asked me to go to a conference. On Valentines Day" (rueful grimace, head on one side).
"Oh well, never mind."
"Theres a match on that evening as well."
"Oh. Thats great."
(Silent dance of ecstacy).
Football followed by chips followed by RoD. Thats love.
No, thats the Rose of Denmark. I spend enough time there for it to be like an affair though.
Will probably take her to Bournemouth though.
Early dinner at a nice restaurant in Greewich (the one at the Meantime Brewery is good), train to the Valley then back to Greenwich or into the City for a romantic stroll along the River and a nightcap in one of the many fine ale houses.
She gets a night out, I get to the footie and we've both done something for the other person. Everyone's happy (unless Charlton lose).