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Sunday, 4 March 2012
It was just before Valentine's Day that it struck me.
I've never bought flowers for my husband.
We've been married for three and a half years, and together for closer to six. I know he likes flowers, especially bold and colourful ones. When he buys them for me I know he picks out bunches he'll also enjoy, and which will brighten the home for both of us.
So why had I never thought to buy so much as a single bunch of roses to surprise him?
I can only blame the little chick-flick voice in my head, which tells me that men are "supposed to" shower women with flowers and chocolates, and not the other way around. Okay, it's hardly sexism on the scale of denying women the vote, but it is sexist, and I was disappointed in myself. Why shouldn't men have flowers?
When I took it upon myself to correct this omission, my husband said he didn't think that anyone had ever bought him flowers before. So I'm clearly not the only woman whose subconscious has stopped her.