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MIL buys DH a box of Pringles every year. At 34 he asked her to stop this year as he actually doesn't like Pringles
Yey, I thought I was the only person in the world who doesn't like Pringles, it really plays with the head of one of my friends.
I dread opening my present from my brother. I have arthritis in every joint in my body, my ESA assessment states that I am 'not realistically capable of work'.
I used to do lots of crafts and art and I really miss it, but my hands are just not up to it.
So every year I get something from my brother that I cannot use /do / make.
Sewing kit, ukulele, fimo...
I really would rather get nothing because it upsets me.
As a child I wanted a silver locket, one I could open. I actually went to the shops with my parents, looked at some and found one I loved. I knew it would be wrapped up and that I'd not see it until Xmas day.
My mum had a conversation with a neighbour who said, "I've got locket she can have" so my mum took my locket back tot he shop, my lovely oval locket and then she told me she'd done that and that I'd get a different locket.
So I got a love heart shaped, old locket that I couldn't open and was horrible. Thankfully there was no chain so I didn't have to wear it.
Another year, when I was older, 14/15 ish my aunt phoned my mum to see what I'd like. They were considering a CD rack and my mum said I'd love it.
I didn't own a CD player or any CDs, I was told beforehand what I would get so I could pretend to be thrilled.
Why would you do that? Surely if a relative phones a parent and says they are thinking of buying X, Y or Z and you know it isn't suitable, they already have or they don't have something you need to go with it you say something.