I used to be a hopeless romantic. And Mr H set the standard pretty high when we first starting dating- with extravagant flowers, spontaneous weekends away and expensive meals in posh restaurants.
But I was only a teenager back then and the reality is, life gets in the way.
These days, romance is waking up with a cup of tea at your bedside, a cuddle on the sofa and a sneaky kiss when no ones looking.
Oh, and of course there's the occasional bunch of flowers when he knows he's in trouble!