Presents! What a mine field! My husband has a weird, manipulative attitude to presents, as in - he bought me kind of what I liked, but a version he thought I should have - it was always a little "off", so I couldn't complain! For my 50th he bought me a clay roller, at great expense (about £1000), because I was doing a lot of ceramics at the time. He killed my hobby dead. I had wanted a kiln, albeit a second hand one, because they are expensive. But he said the roller was a major piece of pottery equipment for my hobby. It got used once or twice, but wasn't what I wanted or needed, so it has been sitting in my shed for 15 years, unused and unloved. Now that we are moving it can go! Another present that stands out was more recent. I decided I had to be very specific about presents, so I showed him a trug to use on my allotment (rectangular, not rounded) - I showed him a picture, so no mistakes! What he gave me was an oval, rounded trug, which was nice, but not what I wanted. It's been like that all through the years, so I am quite glad that now he's had a stroke, he can't venture out to buy me his version of what he thinks I should have! I've got a bit bolshy now I've hit 65. I told my son exactly what gardening tools I wanted, gave my husband a knitting pattern and the wool and said make this! My daughter sent me a yoga mat to replace the squashed, dented thing I'd had for years. I was thrilled! All my birthday presents were exactly what I wanted! But then my daughter made a big hoo-ha about a "special present", which arrived this week, and turns out to be an "inversion table". When I said thank you, but I would leave it packed up until we move, she felt I was ungrateful and got into a huff. Ho Hum!! I think I'll just start asking for vouchers in the future! Although I am always very grateful for any presents, I haven't got the time, the headspace or the patience for more "stuff". I've spent the last year decluttering in preparation for moving house!