What's the worst present you got for your parents as a child?

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I was about 8 or 9 and my mother asked for something for the house as a Christmas present.

I hoofed it to Woolys after school, and proudly bought her a shiny new.........

......dustpan and brush

I remember my uncle practically pissing himself when my mum opened it on Christmas day.

Please tell me I'm not the only one.

Yes, Rhubarb.

I'm now going to polish my halo at continuing to wear the 3 sizes too big top my DS chose for Mother's day, with love.

to all the little people and their carefully chosen presents.

A homemade scarf for my mum. Made from the cut- off hem of my granny's dressing gown, which was mint green fluffy polyester. (a colour my mum hated). I 'improved' it by gluing silver sequins to the fluffy side.

Frater - completely off topic but you've reminded me of when I cut a hankerchief sized piece of material from the back of one of my dm's dresses - I wanted to make a dolls dress and didn't think dm would notice

A bottle of old spice for my Dad when I was about 7. It stank...

A loony tunes tie with a tazmanian devil on it. Not the kind of thing he could wear to work

My brother once bought my Mum a pencil and a rubber for Mothersday. It was so appaled at his tightfistedness!

I love these. There are some very special gifts in this thread.

My poor DMum has been the lucky recipient of many a shite present over the years - usually novelty kitchen crap like square egg makers. She also mentioned she liked owls once and now has enough little owl figurines to start a gift shop.

I got my DB (who is in the forces) a second- or possibly thirdhand book about flying between the wars from the charity shop one year quite recently , together with some rather fetching VW camper van handwarmers.
In my defence I find him tricky to buy for and get a bit panicked in th erun up to Christmas! Sorry DBro!

Still vlad bet it was a lighter read than the Andropov files......

A steering wheel for my dad from a jumble sale, i still cringe when i think about it!

Aged 7 on Brownie camp, I bought a small bottle of violet perfume for my mum. Wrapped it carefully. I was SO disappointed the box was empty! the shopkeeper must have realised from the weight of it.

DS bought me all the rubbish from preschool specially requested and packed into carrier bags because he knew I liked throwing things away.

I mixed all my mothers (very expensive) perfumes together in a tupperwear with some flowers and water, wrapped it in a ribbon and there you have it, home made perfume (with a plastic spoon for application, obviously)

A bottle of brown sauce

my first xmas prssies I ever bought my folks were:

fanfare- a box of cheeselets for mum!

a packets of cigarettes for dad! (and shop served cigs to me even though I was 8 years old!)

When I was a massively self-centred teenager I failed to remember it was about to be my dad's birthday until after 8pm the night before. The only shop within reach still open was a petrol station.

I got him a PC magazine, on the grounds he likes computers, and a bar of chocolate.

I feel very guilty.

Not a present, but when my mum asked me (aged appx 6) what design of birthday cake we should make for dad, who at that time smoked a pipe, I thought long and hard about something he loved and would like to see on a cake, and decided a box of Swan Vestas matches would be perfect :-) And indeed, mum and I did a brilliant matchbox design cake for him.

The first Christmas gift I ever bought my mum was the first part of one of those 'learn how to knit' magazines. It came with a binder to keep the rest of the magazines in.
She was thrilled! She was also a very good knitter already...

DH when he was little bought his mum a set of lovely earrings. That were big dangly silver bats. She was equally thrilled! She wears them regularly... Every Halloween!

at disposable pants and the diary with Percy Sugden on the cover!

My very lucky DM was also the lucky recipient of a bar of Fry's Turkish Delight and an egg slicer (I liked it and bought it for her because I could strum it like a little guitar / banjo).

i once got my mum a time of condensed milk, since she has said how she loved it as a child (think she had meant licking out the tin, not eating the whole tin) !

a washing up brush . Well, she shouldn't have mentioned she needed a new one during the week before her birthday... I thought I was being very generous and helpful.
To add to the fabulous birthday presents, there was a cheese grater - one that turns round and round with a handle, a ginger cat teapot (even though nobody in the family used a teapot), novelty oven gloves, and loads of silver brooches.
at egg slicer/banjo!

I'm afraid to say that I also bought my mum some lilets from a caravan site toilets. I thought they were chocolates and borrowed the 20p from her to buy them!
Other lovely items have included some clown pyjamas - warm ones for caravanning, several china ducks and rabbits, coasters and salt and peppers sets. Oh dear poor mum!

DS bought me all the rubbish from preschool specially requested and packed into carrier bags because he knew I liked throwing things away.

OK, I'm crying now. At that and the live crab....

DM's birthday is on Hallowe'en, and she likes to make a bit of a hoo-ha about being a "witch" (she isn't), and all things Hallowe'en-y. So you'd have thought an enormous plastic spider would be just the ticket, wouldn't you? Apparently not...

By the way, nothing wrong with slug pellets. I specifically requested slug pellets from my auntie the Christmas before last.

A bright red and green wickerwork chicken......

48 piece matching dinner set, i was 16, my mother moaned that she had no matching plates, this was a perfect present, she fell out with me, but used the set for the next 10 years. To be honest her presents were crap to me, I wanted a hornby train set from 5 years old to 15 years old, I got a bloody electric organ (I am tone deaf), a sewing kit ( I hate sewing), perfume (I was a tomboy), make up, and one of those stupid put make up on some plastic head, need I say more!! It was perhaps a silent protest over her presents, maybe!!!

A birthday card from the in sympathy section.

I got my mum a 'mum' roll on deodorant in the 80s. I thought it was a great present as it said 'mum' on the bottle!