Socks. The tops are too tight for swollen ankles. They dig in and leave marks. They will be taken to the charity shop. My DS won the day with his gift to us.
He sent us a huge, red Santa sack, inside of which were multiple wrapped items, none of which had labels to say who they were for. With difficulty we cut, chewed and ripped our way through all the sellotape (he always goes into over kill with it), ripped away the paper and revealed lots of grocery items! There were tins of soup, cakes, biscuits, chocolate, nuts, sweets, tea bags and I can’t remember what else. We ended up playing ‘Guess what’s in this one!’ DH won that game, he guessed more than me, though he did get what he thought was a box of Maltesers wrong. It was biscuits! It took us ages to open them all and they’re still in a shopping bag, waiting for me to get around to putting them all away. When DS face timed, he said that as we are limited for space on a boat, he didn’t want to clutter us up. For us it was the best present he could have sent