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Last minute flowers from the local garage simply wont cut the mustard this Valentines Day writes Ruth OConnor.

During my stint of swimming lessons in secondary school, I was “recovering from a cold.” Every week I would hand a new note on my illness to a very suspicious PE teacher and watch with my coat on as the rest of my class froze in the pool. I was often joined by a friend who also — tragically and completely coincidentally — could not shake her own Friday morning cold. Maybe it was contagious.