Look at their beau­ti­fully sin­is­ter bou­quets – I per­son­ally love dead flow­ers, like skulls, they’re a reminder that we’re mor­tals who will all even­tu­ally die and should enjoy life while we can. Love left you forlorn? Got dumped for the yoga instructor? Want to send a reminder of the “good times”? Maybe you’re feel­ing a lit­tle cynical… Yet another...