Love, The Cat

December 23rd. The day we ship out of Bristol and start our Christmas holidays proper. But before leaving, Rebecca and I had to exchange gifts under our Christmas tree. The past few months I had a great gift idea for her: whenever we go to our favourite brunch spot she comments on how much she loves the mugs there. So I found the brand and ordered a set of them online to be delivered. Tragically, the parcel arrived while I was just getting out of the shower so Rebecca received it... While reading all the branding on the outside of the cardboard, thus giving away the surprise of what's inside. I palmed it off jokingly at first but Rebecca knows exactly what she'd be getting from me this year... Or so she thought. A colleague at work gave me a great idea of not addressing the gift from me, so instead I wrote down that our cat had brought it for her. Yes I know, it's a very 'cat person' thing to do, but it saved a non-surpirise present and turned it into something a little bit cute. Rebecca loved it either way and I was lucky enough to get a bottle of bourbon to make dozens of Old Fashioned cocktails with, a tipple I enjoyed moments before seatbelting up on the road back to Newbury with a car boot full of presents. Let the holidays begin!