of valentines and flowers

I departed Singapore with a stalk of rose at 1050hrs and was received by two bouquets of flowers when I landed in Sydney at 2135hrs on Valentine's Day. Having spent the whole day in a cramped SQ economy class window seat with the aisle access blocked by two big Australian blokes and then arrived in Sydney to a cold 16 degree celsius night with a thunderstorm, I was rather depressed and trying very hard to fight the overwhelming homesickness that threatened to break me down. The flowers came totally unexpected and lifted my mood considerably, especially the cheery looking pale yellow gerberas.