Both my wives claim to have received the worst Christmas present ever from me. The first was a shiny new PP9 (remember them?) battery for a radio, the second was an indoor TV aerial. Since then we've stopped exchanging presents.
A relative has just given me my present early, due to them being away for Christmas... It was one of those Barnsley tax disk holders that the club are stuck with and flogging at 2 for a quid...mint! Best thing is, they also got my Mrs one too. So now were left with one car, that doesnt have a tax disk and 2 tax disk holders!
My mum bought me a ticket for the home match with Watford in December 2000. A few hours before the match she decided to walk to the post office just as it was getting dark and icing over. She fell and had to go to hospital meaning I couldn't go to the match. We lost 1-0.
Not what I received but what I had to buy for my kids in 1984,' Nowt', and they were proud of me and loved it and still today with kids of there own they tell them about the time when Grrandad was fighting the Thatcher government and there right wing agenda to pull down people like us, and got nowt for Christmas in the miners strike, My grand kids now range from 21 to 9 and ask me about them times.(AND I'M AS PROUD AS PUNCH)
Did she stick the battery on her tongue and then go on forever abart the shitness of the pressie. Hope it weren`t a Duracell but I bet it seemed like it.
made the mistake of enthusing about the Toblerone I received some Christmases ago - the result is I now get Toblerone for Birthdays, Christmas, High days and Feast Days.
When I was a kid I was on Santa's naughty list according to my dad.Anyway Christmas morning I opened my pressie to find an empty box I was mortified my dad told me it was an action man deserter. .....taxi.