Just another Valentine
Ah Valentine’s Day; the most romantic day of the year. The day when couples everywhere get the chance to show each other their true feelings and put the spark into their relationship. This year, we thought we would have a bit of light relief from all of the hearts and flowers and tell you about a time when Cupid’s arrow definitely fell short of the target.
This story was told to us by – well let’s just call her Anna to protect the guilty!
Now Anna used to be a waitress in a nice, cosy restaurant some years ago. Anna is a wonderful woman; funny, kind and charming – her only fault is that she is nosey. Being a waitress suited her in that she could listen in to all of the conversations at her tables. So what has this got to do with Valentine’s Day? Well, Anna had got engaged to her boyfriend, Dave, two weeks before this story begins. She was delighted when he proposed and loved the diamond ring he had bought her which glistened like the sun. He had surprised her and so they hadn’t had a ring fitting; which might explain why it was just a little loose. What with saving for a house and a wedding, they both needed to work long hours, so even on Valentine’s day Anna was waiting tables.
Her nicest customers this particular Valentine’s day were a couple who Anna guessed were in their early 60’s. Anna’s usual eavesdropping revealed that she was a widow who had only recently plucked up the courage to start dating again and that her date was a single man who had taken the widow out several times over the last month. Anna noticed that they seemed very happy together. Conversation and laughter continued through the starter and mains and then they ordered dessert. Both chose a chocolate fondant tart which comes served with a generous helping of whipped cream.
Anna took away their mains’ plates and gave the order to the kitchen. She then popped to the loo and, as you would hope, washed her hands thoroughly before collecting the desserts. What Anna hadn’t noticed is that the combination of soap and a slightly loose ring meant that her engagement ring slipped off into the whipped cream on one of the desserts.
Anna served the deserts and smiled attentively. The widow’s face became flushed and her eyes beamed. “Oh George, it’s so soon… but yes I’d love to. These past weeks have meant so much to me”. George, in contrast, looked bemused and horrified – the proverbial rabbit in the headlights.
Anna realised what had happened, just a bit too late. She scooped up the widow’s dessert, grabbed the engagement ring, slid it back onto her finger and calmly said, “I’ll have the chef prepare you a fresh one”.
She never saw the couple again, so we still don’t know if George eventually did get round to proposing or if that Valentine’s day meal had frightened him off for ever. Anna got the ring adjusted the next day and has been happily married now for 5 years; so at least Cupid’s aim was better with her.
Happy Valentine’s day to all our readers from Age Concern Liverpool & Sefton.