Last friday it was Chinese New Year but Fiver was already busy with the next thing: St. Valentine's. She had made a little cart that would sell roses. The roses could be recycled in exactly the same way as her beer bottles: in the red container outside her bar.
After this I completely forgot about Valentine's Day until this morning, when Fiver told me she had sold 37 roses. Nice punters had given these to their girls. Most of the girls still don't know how to recycle them for money though. Now, that's a waste!
Meanwhile, Whotter was busy with his own little things: he found back a barrel with balloons attached to it and paraded that around. I suppose he got more into the St. Valentine's mood than I did!
