Time for a worst/weirdest Christmas present you or someone you know has recieved.

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My ex and I parted on good terms. Our first Christmas seperated we stuck to our annual tradition and took DD for a pre-Christmas meal out and decided to exchange a gift. He got me....bath bombs. Due to arthritis I haven't used a bath since childhood. We were allocated a bungalow because of the walk-in shower. I wasn't upset just totally baffled. We still celebrate DD's birthday together and she's an adult now. I'm remarried but DH knows we still get on okay. I'm still baffled by the bath bombs.

A boyfriend in my teens gave me a Paddington Bear pillowcase. Just that.

My great-aunt Bobby used to buy a two-pack of flesh-coloured tights and split them between me and my sister every Christmas.

My mum is a shocker for re gifting presents. One Christmas I bought her a lovely expensive perfume that I thought she would like. The next birthday she gave it back to me.

She also loves a charity shop... I told her I liked a particular style of coat so she bought me 4 or 5 of them in different colour. I didn't like the coat that much!!

I gave it a few months and donated them back to a different charity shop that I didn't think she used.

One of the coats ended up back in a bag of bits she dropped over.

My husband tells me ill be buried in that bloody coat.

Crikey!

My SIL has similar taste to me in books, we always buy each other a book for Christmas though she openly admits to reading the book she's bought me before wrapping it. Once when she visited she spotted a book she hadn't read and I said she could take it. It was a charity shop book and I had read it.

Some 18 months later I opened my Christmas present and it was the book I had lent her, recognisable by the Barnados sticker and general tattiness.

I know her....she stinks!

At least they were useful!

Got 4 plain white coffee cups, like the ones you’d get in an office canteen, as a joint birthday gift from my three friends. Typically we got each other nice jewelry, gold earrings etc and we usually budgeted 100-150. I was quite stumped by that one. Handed to me still in the brown cardboard delivery box and the receipt (€20) was still inside. Felt intentional.

MIL gave me a pack of clothes pegs and peg bag. No idea why she thought they were an appropriate pressie!

An ex best friend, that had angered and upset me so much but feelings I had to keep to myself, I bought her kid a toothbrush that could be decorated and a crappy pig money box for her. I’ve since walked away. What you receive from others is usually a message to how they feel about you. Unless that person is known to have never had taste or is completely tight.

Mil buys me candles. Nice one's to be fair but I hate candles... In her defense it's probably because the first time she give me one i told her I loved it so it's become a tradition that I don't have the heart to stop

This cracked me up, a theme of synthetic fabrics running through some of them! The balaclava just made me think of kinky sex games which l doubt is the vibe she was going for....

A Primark bathmat. I was hosting Christmas that year, and had put the gift giver up for 5 days including all food and drink, panto tickets, light trail tickets etc. Not so much as a bunch of flowers or a bottle of wine for having them, and on the day itself, a Primark bath mat. With the £3 price still on it. Oh, and our house doesn’t have a bath.

The worst present I’ve EVER received was a Gerri Halliwell CD from my DM. Like WTAF! Who buys that crap?

DH bought me a fleece blanket printed with a photo of my DC blown up to enormous size. I'm afraid it went in the bin....

That’s sooo bad. Hope you never hosted them again.

I miss the 'laugh' emoji.

Mil gave me a size 8 half slip. I was 8 months pregnant.
One year dh got carried away buying me kitchen items, he was told firmly that unless I asked for a specific household item they were not suitable gifts. He listened as the following Christmas i received diamond earrings.

My husband bought me a snot coloured heat up hoodie.

Every winter he asks me where it is😂

I have name changed for this post as everyone I have told will recognise me.

Late mum was the QUEEN of buying awful presents.
Pink jumper for an 12 year old I was 24.
Asked for an ornament of a particular dog (cavalier) she bought an Alsatian.
Empty box.
I collected a dinner set (royal doulton) she bought Eternal beau from Argos.
Gaudy necklace with stones missing.
Sports bag for DH which was so tiny not even shin pads could fit.
Used makeup.
Padded coat hangers for my 21st birthday.
Another empty box because I seemed to have lost the other one.

I could go on and on but don't want to bore you all.

Sad part was that the year after she died I missed getting a shit present😢.

I’d love to say no, but I was a mug in my younger days. 😁 The following year was a toiletries kit - the kind you get free when you make a big purchase of fancy products.

Easter, rather than Christmas.

My uni boyfriend: "Mum said to be romantic and buy you an Easter egg, but you're supposed to be on a diet - so here's a box of chocolates that someone brought as a present to the house."

I had a great uncle who was notoriously tight. He used to make his own wine ( it was foul) he used to hide the good stuff when we used to visit on new years day. I took a bottle of cheap red wine which I got back for Xmas the next year. I took it again the year after and it bounced back every xmas/new year for years. In the end , when it was my turn again I opened it up poored it down the sink 😀
On a slightly different note my hubby's company were running a secret Santa. He entered and when it came to collect them, there wasnt one for him. He was a bit pissed off but never mind. He thought it had probably slipped his Santa's mind. So he entered again the year after. He came home with a face like a smacked arse. No present for him AGAIN!!
I feel a little ashamed that I laughed about it for the whole evening. Every time I looked at him I started laughing again.
Safe to say he refused to enter the secret Santa ever again. 🤣🤣

My miserly relative gave me a used road map of Birmingham. I lived 200 miles from B’ham and was several years away from being able to drive

My MIL bought me a washing up bowl for one Xmas, followed by a catering pack of cling film the next year. As she rightly said it did last for ages.