This year my mother declared "I hate Christmas" within an hour of my arrival. This was quite annoying as I'd really pushed the boat out with her present and bought her a limited edition Ben Hartley print, framed it and carried it with luggage along many icy pavements to get it safely to her. She also said she only had little things for me, no proper present. Ok, each to their own. Thankfully what she lacked in festive spirit the snowy weather more than made up for.
On Christmas eve we went shopping and I browsed the bric a brac in a market whilst she sat outside in the sun. Luck struck and I found this irresistable flower painting for a whopping £3, yes!, unbelievable price. It fits my collection perfectly, I love the oriental vase and enthusiasm with the pastey paint. So I bought it and joined her outside and told her I'd found something she could give me for Xmas, she was thrilled and promptly plonked three pound coins in my palm.