Looking through the secret presents on the other thread put me in mind of some of the things Mr P has bought me in the past.
For example, last Christmas I unwrapped what I had hoped was a Hudl or some kind of tablet to find I was the proud possessor of my very own digital air compressor
The reasoning behind this was that a while before I had a flat tyre which resulted in quite a large garage bill, so himself thought that if I had been able to inflate the tyre then all would have been well.
Then there was the year that I was presented with a large, heavy beautifully wrapped item, which turned out to be a toilet seat
Yes, I had been moaning about the one in the downstairs loo which seemed to have turned into the sort of bucking bronco machines you might see at a rodeo, trying to throw you off sideways, and if that didn't work, bringing the lid crashing down on your back, but really.........!