This was the sludge-brown garment that absolutely no one wanted. But later I realised that the uncle who chose it for a self-centred young man had been correct all alongCall me perverse – or just plain ungrateful – but the present I remember most was the one I liked the least. Like most of us,I’ve been lucky enough to be on the correct end of some tremendous presents, as well as on the improper end of some fairly indifferent stuff. Ive been overwhelmed with both generosity and futility. Once even at the same time. Related: The gift: a glove puppet that bore witness to half a century of Christmas love | Philip Hoare Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com