Thanks, Flowers. I needed that. I know who the Milk Tray men are. My friend's boyfriend (now DH) does a grand romantic gesture for her every now and then and once this involved dressing up as the Milk Tray man and scaling up to her bedroom window, clutching a box of choccies. She was sat in her window and screamed blue murder about it and then her dad came in and beat the Milk Tray man about the head with a hairdryer.
Bet he wished he'd never bothered.
I don't want him to Tweet me back. We. Are. FINISHED. You hear me, Lucas?