Who needs Paris eh?
I hope you coughed up £71.25 today to keep the love of your life sweet. Yes, that's seventy-one-pounds-twenty-five pence, which is the average amount folk spend on Valentine gifts.
I thought I was doing well with a kd lang CD and £2 on one of Clinton's finest offerings. Maybe I am a Dundonian at heart. The residents of the city were up in arms this week after a put them bottom of the love league.
If Dundee really is the least romantic place in the UK then I imagine the entire population will be tuned into Get It On tonight.
Our theme is ‘the other side of love’ so while every other radio station on the planet is playing soppy love songs I’m looking for you to suggest bitter and twisted tunes of betrayal and love gone bad.
I am looking forward to hearing your tales of ex partners and the songs you’d like to dedicate to them.
Greig in Aberdeen has just sent me a great e-mail with the story of one ex who forced him to “wear my bitterness like a duvet”. He does finish his e-mail on a cheery note though: “I was at Tannadice last night and would also like to request When the Saints Go Marching In for my real true love.”