I'm like that NoM. There's nothing I want. The kids buy me little gifts so I have something to open from them. Marty will pay for the Glasonbury tickets. He'll ask me if there's anything I want, I can't think of anything, so I get nothing. That's fine by me....
This year I think I'm going to get him a T Shirt made with 'GET OFF ME' across the front. He'll see the funny side.
The year before last I got him a blow up doll called Philippa....We blew her up in the kitchen to see what she looked like, my son walked in and was so disgusted he stabbed her with a fork.....