to ask what the worst present you ever had was

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When I first started seeing my now DH, he asked what I wanted for my birthday. I answered "nothing" and I got it! I've also been given a size 10 bikini (when I was a size 16), by a Great Aunt and a hose reel by my MIL. What strange things have you been given?

Pingu video. When I was in my 20s. From then kind-of boyfriend. "Because you love Pingu!". I do not, and have never, loved Pingu

My dad and his brother, as small boys, once received a duck egg (each!) from an elderly aunt.

When I saw the thread title I thought, "hurrah, I have a really good one." reading the other posts makes mine positively normal.

I'll set the scene; DP and I had been together for just over a year. It was our second christmas together but we'd only been seeing each other a few weeks at that point. So essentially it was our first proper Christmas as a couple. And as we were young, 17 and 18, it was our first Christmas with any bf/gf.

DP really, really wanted a video phone (twas just after they'd come out) and I knew his parents weren't getting him one, so I clubbed together with my parents and spent way more than intended but I was just looking forward to seeing him open it. I wasn't disappointed, he was thrilled.

Then came my presents. He presented me with rather shoddily wrapped little pile but my hopes were still high to what was inside. First, I opened a free view box, which, to be fair, I did want. Promising start, I thought. The next was a frigging booster aerial as I would need it for the free view box, a multi plug extender, just incase I needed some and some Winnie the Pooh stickers with my name on them. Not even the shortened version of my name that I use all the bloody time.

And I opened these with my family watching

Suffice to say, I have never, ever let him live it down

a Faux leather Gillet with added bright orange and purple faux fur of my (now ex) MIL - she hated me - 10 years with her son and she never called my by my name first, always said his ex's name 'by mistake'

Also, and if my previous post didn't out me this one will.

One year my sister got me a happy ears eeyore because I like eeyore. I was 19. Same year my mum got me a dancing rapping frog thing because I had grinned at it in the shop. I repeat, I was nineteen.

Not quite a present, but almost. DD was a few months old, I was on my knees knackered and felt desperately in need of some tlc. DP had promised to bring me home a treat when he came home later that night. I was in the bath when he smooched in and presented me with a DIY mince pie kit from the Co-op, "It'll be really fun, you're so creative!" At 10pm. I nearly drowned with disappointment.

An awful nightdress from my mother. But by the looks of things on here, I got off lightly.

ash tray (I'm very anti-smoking); second hand toiletry bag, complete with second hand toothbrush, and size 10 nickers (I'm a 14) - all from MIL/FIL over different christmas's.

a fancypants printer/scanner/photocopier

so DH could spend more time working from home instead of the office

er, great

A roll of muslin , washing up cloth stuff from my mum.

When I was 15 I had been self harming a lot. In Boots I saw some scar-healing plaster things. Mum said if I wanted them they would have to be my birthday present.

So for my 16th birthday I got some plasters.

(And yes they were my only present)

I have told this story before. When I got my first "proper" job my then boyfriend (Now DH), made a big deal about how he had got me a present and he would post it too me. I waited weeks for it, and he built it up all that time. When it arrived it was a spade, wrapped so you could see exactly what it was. With a message written on it in sliver pen. It was a joke attached to the name of the company I was working for. I was a little disappointed.

He also later asked if I would rather have a bureau than an engagement ring. I put him right on that one!

Worst present ever has to be a pair of oven gloves from DH (now EX DH)

A pair of bunny slippers. One size 8 and the other size 3. I'm a size five.

A gold ankle chain from Elizabeth Duke.

A gold plated watch with a black face also from Elizabeth Duke.

A trio of marmalades.

According to DH, one of his friends once bought his twin aunts a pair of gloves each. Shortly before they unwrapped them, he remembered that one of them has six fingers on each hand, the other only four.

lavender scented drawer liners

enormous pearl clip on earrings that were the free gift in an avon catalogue when you'd spent a certain amount

The worst I've seen wasn't given to me but somebody on DHs family and the giver was MIL. It was a bottle of mouth wash.

For their anniversary, My dad got my mum (over several years):
An industrial sized toilet roll
A tin of dark purple paint
Fish, blood and bone meal
A chair from a skip

They are still together.

my god!
"an industrial sized toilet roll"????
I mean, what?

though I would like a tin of dark purple paint perso.

Arthur.....well, 8-3=5......

My first boyfriend bought me a pencil sharpener for my birthday (not a novelty one, just a normal blue one). For Christmas he got me an open bottle of cheap whisky saying that he needed a drink on the way...nice.

He was a little shocked when we broke up, thought we would get married.

When I was a teen my auntie used to buy me a pair of thongs every year. I didn't like to tell her, I think she thought they were normal knickers.

Arthur, your trio of marmalades . Class!

I also got a drinking game when pregnant but the one that springs to mind was a potato cookery book from a friend. It was well meant but I felt like my life was over!

A carrier bag saver thing made of fabric with a pig pattern from my now ex MIL.

She was filming everyone opening their Christmas presents (no DC in the family at this point) so it wasn't as though there was anything that warranted recording. Apparently I didn't show enough excitement when I opened said carrier bag saver (probably because I was trying to work out WTF it was) so she re-wrapped it and made me open it with more enthusiasm. I mean how enthusiastic can you pretend to be about a carrier bag saver?

2.5 metres of turf for my birthday from DH