Happy Valentine's, people. In case you are wondering what to do with your honey, especially in these parlous times when chocolate is too expensive and flowers too tawdry, head over to the National Gallery's cafe. Say to the waiter or waitress out of the corner of your mouth, "Marry me." Make sure your date doesn't hear this, of course.
You will then be given a free Bellini, which, I'm sure, your loved one will appreciate much more than the frothiest flute of champagne.
(Small print: make sure you've ordered a main dish before asking the serving staff to marry you. You won't get the free Bellini otherwise.)
(Oh, and yeah, in case you are looking for love, be at the Sainsbury Wing at 14:22 hours. A Flashdate is planned, following which the National Gallery has kindly agreed to a free guided tour of the general collection at 14:30. Bring a Valentine card.)
And, if you don't believe me, here's where I got this scuttlebutt from.
You will then be given a free Bellini, which, I'm sure, your loved one will appreciate much more than the frothiest flute of champagne.
(Small print: make sure you've ordered a main dish before asking the serving staff to marry you. You won't get the free Bellini otherwise.)
(Oh, and yeah, in case you are looking for love, be at the Sainsbury Wing at 14:22 hours. A Flashdate is planned, following which the National Gallery has kindly agreed to a free guided tour of the general collection at 14:30. Bring a Valentine card.)
And, if you don't believe me, here's where I got this scuttlebutt from.
1 comments:
what if waitress says "yes", that would be more painful than free bellini ...
Post a Comment