Valentine's Day - Sid woke up as he had done for odd eighty years. Hidden in a closet were her roses and cheap card.
His thin ex-tuberculous wife was already up, she had made tea, laid the paper and opened the windows for the stuffiness to exit.
Joe Loss was playing Moonlight on the new thingy C.D and outside one of the warders was moving about.
Sid kissed her on the cheek, lightly but with feeling, presented his roses, felicitations handed her the card, she loved it.This was their sixty fourth Valentine,
As usual Joan shed a little symbolic tear, nothing too un-British and came to underline her love for big Sid with another little kiss. Speed cyclist, dispatch rider, Radar Sid was on lazy boy with The Mail and char.
Paper open, tea untouched she gave him. her usual restrained peck and realized.