So many.
Let's start when I was about 8 or 9 I wanted a silver locket, one that I could open. The being able to open was the most important part for me so I was taken to a jeweller and I tried a couple and found my perfect oval locket that I could open.
I knew it would be put away until Xmas day, but that was fine.
Then my mother had a conversation with my next door neighbour which resulted in the neighbour giving my mother a heat shaped locket, an old and not great looking locket so mum took 'my' locket back to the shop because I would get the neighbour's second had crap and she told me so that I would know before Xmas.
I used to do a lot of arts and crafts, knitting, sewing, tatting but in my mid 20s I was diagnosed with arthritis which now affects all my joints and occasionally my eyes so I can't do crafts or a lot of things involving holding things so I have a kindle because I can hold that for longer than a book.
I frequently wear wrist splints.
So knowing all that my brother, over the years has bought me:
Books, not ebooks, physical books, heavy books. And he buys them from Amazon.
Fimo and fimo tools.
A kit to hand sew a soft toy.
A Ukulele - I have no idea what he was thinking, well he wasn't thinking.
An adult colouring book and coloured pencils.
For my birthday (sorry I just need to add this one in) after 10+ years of getting an SMS the day after my birthday saying, "happy birthday for yesterday" , he decided to send me a present. I had just been diagnosed with diabetes, he spent £50 on chocolate.
I'm not difficult to buy for, I drink red wine, I love the odd single malt and I have worn the same perfume for 30 years.