It was 9pm, December 24, 2014. I had been working hard in the months leading up to Christmas and had, unfortunately, left the purchase of a gift for my wife to the last minute. Accompanied by an unusually high number of similarly panicked men, I scoured the windows for inspiration. How much something cost was far from my mind, outweighed by the stress of being caught out as a thoughtless and uncaring husband. We were somewhat struggling
How to buy the perfect present
Dec 06, 2023
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