The only thing that gets beheaded on Valentine's Day nowadays is a few rosebuds.
The long history of the world's most romantic day is bloody and cruel and a world away from the chocolates, teddy bears and last-minute Marks & Spencer's flowers of today.
Where red blood once dripped menacingly down a bloodied axe, now the colour symbolises love, passion and appreciation of a partner who puts up with left-up toilet seats and clumps of hair in the shower drain.
