The petulant strumpet January leaves the calendar with a flouncing strop of temper. Winds whip, gales gall, and rain drenches.
Oh, by contract how February looks friendly... Six Nations Rugby, pancakes anointed with lemon juice and caster sugar, heart shaped chocolates (even if not the actual hearts) and a special extra day tagged on the end which every assertive unwed girls will secretly eye with glee!
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