This year, I had an idea that I would give him some of my homemade jam because it's really good.

A few years ago, when I was struggling badly with ET, I went through The Times mag "For Him" christmas gift list (I don't know if they still do it but it was a high end, swanky sort of gift list) and tried to choose something from there. Nothing really seemed to fit. In the end I decided that the ideal gift would have been one of those plastic, gold waving cats... the sort of ones you see in chinese take aways. I liked the idea of disrupting the calm decor with something so tacky, creepily watching all the other intruders (I mean clients obvs ) coming into the room and waving at them.