Why Amazon would think a fat measurer and hair-puller-outer would make good presents 'for the lady in your life' beats me but it convinced Husband.
The epilator (which, in case like me you didn't know, pulls out hairs) had very good reviews apparently. 'And because you can use it in the shower, it doesn't hurt so much,' he said.
The weighing machine not only tells you your exact weight but what percentage of your body is fat, how much fat you have wrapped around your internal organs, your BMI and loads of other things that a woman doesn't want to know on her birthday as she's just about to eat a box of Maltesers.
Other men buy their wives roses.
I will forgive him soon. I expect ...
Oh, yes, and I nearly forgot: my birthday fell on one of our Thrive (circuit training) days. I was driving home from Devon in the afternoon and I told Husband, 'I'm not going to Thrive.'
He said, 'Why not?'
'Because it's my birthday!'
'I'm going. I'll get us fish and chips on the way home if you like.'
Good job Daughter had spoiled me with a lovely breakfast of croissants and home-made jam.
Other men buy their wives roses and take them out for meals.