COMMENT
What to buy for Christmas? Who to buy for? How much to spend?
All questions I find myself not needing to ask most years, as I have been blessed with a Christmas miracle. My wife.
It's a miracle she turned up at the wedding many years ago to be honest, with my gift buying track record.
See, I've never been very good at picking up on the subtle hints towards whatever it is she really wanted, like a casual comment as we walk past a store window, or a highlighter circling one exact product in a pamphlet left on my pillow with the words THIS written in bold beside it. Oh no. I walk to the beat of my own present-buying drum.
"Our best value spy drone yet", says the advertising headline, and I immediately picture lovely partner's face as she unwraps her new micro-drone on Christmas morning, carefully plugging it in for a charge-up, ready to blast through the house pre-Chrissy barbeque. No. I remind myself. You need to think like HER, not yourself. What would SHE want?