On Valentine's Day three years ago, I was at the decorated ferry terminal in Gothenburg and about to sail across Kattegat to T. The weather was beautiful and the sea was calm. A great memory.

Otherwise, T. and I are not that keen on celebrating "All Heart's Day" (as it is called in an English translation from Swedish). Although I absolutely love flowers and chocolate, the whole Valentine shabang seems to be entirely about consuming stuff, even more so than on any of the other holidays throughout the year. Instead, for us it's sort of "business as usual." We do say "I love you" to each other a number of times, but, to be honest, we do so every day and not only on February 14.