Jumbo boxes of "The Colour Institute" make-up. Lavender-scented soap. (Or worse, talc.) Drawer liners. Candles that would give you a headache from rooms away ... even when unlit. Completely hick ornaments that you wouldn't even hide away in a cabinet, much less put out on display in the sitting room. Scratchy pound shop make-up brush sets.
Christmas may be the season of peace on earth and goodwill to all men and over-indulgence in yum food and drinkies, but it's also the season of receiving gifts that are, to put it delicately, pure shite.
Of course it's the thought that counts: you can't expect the likes of poor auntie Assumpta to be coming up with snazzy Shu Uemura bits and bobs. But what do you do with gifts you don't like or will never use, or for which the phrase "it's better to give than to receive" could have been invented?