Fathers day is fast approaching and it’s not just all about mothers day anymore and making a big fuss of mums, oh no. Dad’s quite rightly deserve a day all about them with just as much fuss and maybe even a gift or two (if they’ve been good). But if your dad or partner is anything like the men I know, then they are impossible to buy birthday presents for, let alone a fathers day gift. My dad doesn’t even bother giving me any ideas anymore and my husband says helpful things like, ‘you should write down all the things I mention throughout the year’ which obviously, I never do. So with no particular gift ideas in mind, I headed into Kingston, to the Bentall centre to see what inspiration I could gather.
Well, this weather is rather lovely isn’t it. I’m literally sat here right now with the classic British ‘glow’ after a day out with the kid, aka sunburn. The heat (however long it may last) has got me thinking about my up and coming summer holiday, two lovely weeks in the South of France. This is an annual thing me and my family do and before we go, I always like to get myself a few new essential items. There’s something exciting about buying bits for your holiday, well I think so anyway, perhaps that’s because I don’t get to shop for clothes that much anymore, it makes it seem more real, and soon. And it’s always nice to have new things before the summer, even just one or two things to make you feel a little better about not having done that bikini diet that you meant to do in like, February. And yes, that is me doing jazz hands in a changing room. I’m so cool, right?
Christmas weirdly always seems to take us by surprise every year. We wait for it expectantly as the months go by but then suddenly, BOOM! It’s December, and we all go into a mad present buying panic. I think I’m getting better at gift buying as I get older, but when I was younger I bought my family some terrible gifts. A plastic mobile phone for my brother and a set of tea-towels for my brother in law one year (cringe!) I’ve also received some odd presents too. The first year I spent Christmas with my husbands parents, my mother in law bought me a pair of, what can only be described as clown pyjamas. Do you think she was trying to tell me something?! So if you’re starting to get in a flap about presents, or if you’re stuck for what to buy, here are a few ideas for less than £40 that you can find under one roof in The Bentall centre.