I grew up with someone who is IMPOSSIBLE to buy presents for. Believe me, the ardent shopper that I am, I have tried. And tried. And tried. It’s a mixture of knowing what she likes and hating what she doesn’t need. (And, to be honest, I suffer a little from the same affliction.) Over the years, I have had a little go at trying to find that one thing she might accept (let alone like). One or two birthdays I have even thrown in the towel and decided against giving her any more than a greetings card.
However, this year (for simple arithmetic reasons), I needed to scratch my head a little harder. Anyway, the Smalls love to give so I couldn’t deny them the privilege of spoiling her on her big day.
And then Mini and I had an idea. We would make something: a stool that Mini could perch on in her busy kitchen.
The excitement was immense as we searched for the perfect wooden stool and then worked out how we could personalise it.
I don’t know who is more delighted: the birthday girl, Mini or me.
Happy Birthday to you. You know who you are! xxxx
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