We did our ten pound dash yesterday, or rather I did, as Hubby was unable to find a single thing suitable for me. I have always thought I was easy to buy for actually, as I appreciate the thought and time someone has taken to choose a gift with me specifically in mind. Poor Hubby had a list longer than your arm of what he couldn’t buy due to weight loss, diet, cost, or change in relaxation methods.
This included chocolate, sweets, peanuts, biscuits, perfumery, shower products, clothes, jewellery, crisps, book, CD, DVD, or any writing implements.
So he came away from town completely empty handed.
Not like me, I spent my complete tenner (all but 2p of it) and everything is now wrapped.
But here’s something perhaps to warm the cockles of your heart as it did mine when Hubby related it to me.
On his travels up and down the High Street, he was witness to two families out for their Christmas shop. They could not have been more different.
Mother and son were having a discussion on the shop floor.
He was demanding a particular toy and his mother said No.
She added that he’d had his chance last week and didn’t want one then, so he couldn’t have one now.
The kid moaned that he’d changed his mind and wanted one as all his friends had one.
His Mum repeated No, and suggested he thought of something else.
Instead, he continued to whinge and whine insisting she bought him whatever it was.
She said the way he was going he wasn’t going to get anything at all, then walked away.
(Good for her, that’s what I say)
Mum and Dad out with their son who was obviously the apple of their eye and giving him the option of whatever he wanted in the toy shop.
His Dad was suggesting models or kits well over the hundred pound mark, but the boy said he didn’t want any of those, and could he have ‘that’ pointing to something on the shelf.
‘That’ was a small model helicopter costing around £12.
His Dad pointed out it was tiny and why would he want it when he could have his pick of something much bigger (and more expensive) that would last longer.
The boy said he appreciated that, but he really only wanted ‘that’.
His mother stepped in saying he’d only be able to play with it for a few minutes before it would need to be recharged.
The lad said he didn’t mind, as he could easily play with something else until it was fully charged, and it really was all he wanted.