Looking through the secret presents on the other thread put me in mind of some of the things Mr P has bought me in the past.
For example, last Christmas I unwrapped what I had hoped was a Hudl or some kind of tablet to find I was the proud possessor of my very own digital air compressor 
The reasoning behind this was that a while before I had a flat tyre which resulted in quite a large garage bill, so himself thought that if I had been able to inflate the tyre then all would have been well.
Then there was the year that I was presented with a large, heavy beautifully wrapped item, which turned out to be a toilet seat
Yes, I had been moaning about the one in the downstairs loo which seemed to have turned into the sort of bucking bronco machines you might see at a rodeo, trying to throw you off sideways, and if that didn't work, bringing the lid crashing down on your back, but really.........!
and he had bought one as well!
They do sound related don't they?
Another Tired Kicking For The Sick And Disabled By Rishi
Who gives a crap bamboo toilet paper
