It’s 1912 and you are reclining on your Canadian Pacific Railway seat having just finished a hearty lunch of roast beef and custard pudding. You gaze out at the prairie scenery and think ahead fondly to your family waiting for you at home – it’s been a long trip and you are looking forward to seeing them in 2 day’s time.
Then you open up the newspaper and spill your coffee, just a little bit, as you notice the date. February 14th – you forgot Valentine’s Day.
Never fear! Your trusty CP Rail porter can organize a telegram to be sent at the next stop, to be delivered by a uniformed messenger (location dependent) and enclosed in an attractive envelope. And if you aren’t the poetic type, take advantage of one of these specially prepared texts to declare your love:
I picked my Valentine for life, sweetest and fairest of all, my wife.
Prefer something a little more dramatic?
Faint heart, they say, ne’er won fair lady. My heart is strong for you this Valentine’s Day.
Or maybe it’s for someone that you’re still wooing:
Be my Valentine. Say you care. Give all those other guys the air.
And there’s always this one. Perhaps racier-sounding today than in 1912:
You’re dearest to me of all your sex. All I can say is x x x.
Happy Valentine’s Day!