Christmas is a time where the phrase “It is more blessed to give than to receive” works rather well. Admit it – you absolutely cannot wait for your giftee to open that present. You’re on the edge of your seat, almost wanting them to open it before Christmas, just to get the tension out. They crinkle the wrapping paper, start to tear it open, and the whole experience is palpably enjoyable.
And then you open your own gifts, and all you got is socks and a book on koala conservation. I think maybe its the thrill of the hunt, more than the feeling of just getting more stuff. Anyway, I’m going to talk about my favourite Christmas presents now; both the ones I gave and recieved: