Evening all, hope you are well, and sending every good wish to all.
Well, Mr P has finally opened his own Amazon account, I think my irate response to being told that an air purifier that I had (not) ordered, was on it's way (In fairness to him, I had told him that I had been diagnosed with COPD, and he has a bit of a knee jerk reaction.) has finally made him stop using mine! )
But now the worry starts. He has proudly declared that he has bought "all" of my Christmas presents 
On previous Christmas mornings, I have opened a parcel that by the shape I was pretty certain/hoping that it was some kind of tablet, perhaps a Hudl?
No, it was a digital air compressor, because I had had an unfortunate incident a few months earlier with a flat tyre. 
On another Christmas morning, I was presented with a beautifully wrapped toilet seat.
In all fairness to him, I had been complaining about the seat in the downstairs loo, which had the tendency to try to throw you off sideways like a bucking bronco, or let the lid slam down on your back, so I suppose it did at least show he had been listening! 
In his defence, some years ago when I was at the height of menopausal hot flushes, he bought me 2 gorgeous chrome sort of retro fans, one for the kitchen, one for the bedroom.
But I'm still a tad apprenhensive..................................!
If you had the chance to be the Roosevelt of our time what jobs would you provide?
The government changed women's pension age and called it progress. Did anyone actually ask you?

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They weren't even mollified when I opened the lid to reveal my proper presents - chocolates,perfume and books. He certainly learned his lesson that year. (Well he must have because he's never tried anything like that again.) 