First rule of childhood: Don't accept sweets from strangers

First rule of childhood: Don’t accept sweets from strangers

I was once sent an anonymous box of chocolates on Valentine’s Day.

I didn’t eat them.

I was worried they were poisoned.

The thought of getting a present on a random day in February is a nice one. But when it comes through your door in weird stalker handwriting, written in red, signed ‘?’ it’s not actually that nice. In truth it’s rather frightening.

You can waste time fantastising it’s from the love of your life but it’s not. It’s either a friend being sweet, a shy person you don’t fancy or a psychopath.

Undeclared Valentine’s Day gifts are horrible. Horrible. And for this reason, I very much hope I never get one again.

Happy Valentine’s Day