I don’t not want a house full of shite so I can “Swan in and claim inheritance” please don’t worry! My mum is so financially illiterate that there is no inheritance to be had. It’s more, you know, not wanting a house full of shit that as I said above NOBODY WANTS. The kids, the recipients, they don’t want it. I’ll give some examples of the shit they’ve received out of massive black bags full of shit.
Extremely cheap bubble baths. All my kids have sensitive skin. Paw Patrol bubble bath is not a good gift for my 14 year old intelligent and artistic child that’s into things like manga!
Too small Shein/Temu jumpers that say things like “I love gaming”. When they don’t, and they aren’t age 10. One year’s jumpers were Gilmore Girls themed and clearly for actual girls. For my teen boys.
Plastic falling apart train sets in the hundreds, when they already had enough Brio. Get them an add on or something for the wooden ones.
Fake Lego sets that come in a sandwich bag with no instructions. Apparently they should be able to work it out!
Hairbrushes and baby sized manual toothbrushes with Disney characters on. They are big kids with proper electric toothbrushes and they style their very short hair with their hands.
Fake thin and flimsy oodies from Asda that will not be replacing the real ones that still fit them and they wear every day from about October, if anyone cared to notice.
Please tell me how all of the above translates into love and Christmas spirit, and how not buying all this pointless shit means I want inheritance? I just don’t want it, and the kids, the receivers, do not read it as love either. They turn round after they’ve gone and say things like why does nanny think I like Ben 10?