Two years ago my mam suddenly decided that she didn’t want to go shopping for Christmas presents that year, as it was would be the first Christmas without my dad and it was too upsetting for her.
So she asked everyone if we could ‘donate’ some presents from the ones we had already bought so she would at least have something to wrap up.
She didn’t decide this until the middle of December so there was some panic buying from Amazon to replace the ‘donated’ presents.
My mam decided a couple of weeks ago that she had had enough of shopping so asked if we could ‘donate’ presents again.
Whilst I was at my mams today (Christmas food shopping at Sainsburys – she asked a shop assistant where she would find the bread she got before, but could remember which kind it was – I kid you not ! ! ! Thankfully she was a very patient assistant so after twenty questions she found it…) she asked when I come on Friday, could I bring ‘her presents’.
I mentioned this to John tonight and got a stunned silence. I had forgotten to tell him ! ! !
Guess what he’s doing right now…