Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Un-Mothers' Day gift ideas

It's that time of year again when my letterbox is no longer full of Christmas, Back to School, Valentine's Day or Easter bargains, but the inevitable Mothers' Day dreck.














It was almost enough to put me off my chocolate, but not quite: they were handy for catching the cocoa dust as I sliced through the truffles.

Here I present to you, today, some of the gift suggestions on offer by some of the largest purveyors of goods to women who may have borne a child or seven in this country. Be prepared to feel dismayed, depressed and a tad grumpy and hope that, should you fall into the category as 'mother' that you instead end up with a box of service-station Ferreros three months past their due date and some soggy carnations peppered with car fumes due to sitting in a bucket for three hours by the roadside rather than any of these 'gifts'.

















Firstly, Myer. Yes, they say that they're 'our store' but want us to believe that the average mother (aged, say, between 20 and 80) is keen to spray a Bit-O-Brit on their bodies.

The answer, is um, no. NO. I don't care if it's called Curious, Furious or Spurious, most mothers would rather spray on the aroma of someone who is a tad more likely to remember to wear bras during custody hearings and be able to confidently flick the 'on' switch whilst performing. Try selling us a Streep Spritzer, an Eau de Cate Blanchett cologne or a Michelle Obama atomizer and you might be onto something. Hell, even a Mother Teresa Toilette would work.




















K-Mart, too, seemed to have gone for the Britney-mated-with-a-lurex-sleazebag look on their brochure emblazoned with 'Make your Mum's Day!'

Now my Mum would tell those three little tarts to "Stop slouching, brush your hair (in fact, put it up so it's out of your face and looks a bit neater), don't point your toes inwards and we'd all like to know where are you off to; the Blue Light Disco in 1984?" Actually she wouldn't have said the last bit; that was me, and the chick on the right is holding a pose not unlike the way I spent most of last week with my Provider of Pain, or neck if you want to be pedantic.




















Aldi have decided that these sensual slip ons are THE MONEY for Mothers' Day. Oooh yeah, they've got Aegis antibacterial treatment that protects them against odour, staining and deterioration: I'm sold! And any shoe that comes in a 'musk' has gotta be sexy, right?













Angus and Robertson think that we all need a book on how to make really wild tea cosies. Like the one on the front cover; think Noddy on acid or the severed testicles of many an unhappy Kermit and you'd have to start wondering just what the hell is in the tea they're drinking. ......Wouldn't you, or are the musk slippers starting to make perfect sense now?
















My surname might be Lockett with the extra 't' but I don't see the need in wearing one that describes just one of my job titles. Why don't they have other common descriptions that apply to loads of people in modern society such as 'Administrator', 'Dole Bludger', 'Government Lackey' and 'Fatso' ?

If I'm forgetful or in the early undetected stages of Alzheimers I'd personally prefer to wear a dog tag with my name, address and phone number on it.




















Ah, the Reject Shop. Who wouldn't feel loved if their child handed them a gift with the receipt for the Reject Shop stapled to the back of the card?

And who doesn't need a heated fleecy scarf in inflamed-uterus pink with pockets to slip hot plastic heat pouches into? Me, for one.

If you find yourself utterly unable to venture outside without wearing a flattened oesophagus around your neck and clutching sweaty plastic pouches in your hands then feel free to join me in my continuing quest to continue to chat to strangers on public transport. You'd be a hit on the 57 tram because you'd keep the souvlakis warm and easily score a date drinking long necks under the railway bridge after the journey.















Well, who wouldn't feel special if they got a BODY TRIM meal system from their offspring?

"Hey Mum, you're fat. Really FAT. Too fat, even, for an Angus and Robertson book voucher. But hey, have this instead. And keep a distance of at least twenty metres behind me when we're out in public until you're physically able to bend down again and lace your shoes without breaking into a sweat and farting like a trumpet, okay?"




















Another catalogue from Myer. No.

Just no.




















Now this is a book that really speaks to me. Which means there's no way that either Sapphire or Love Chunks will get it.

And that's a good thing. Tonight Sapph shooed me out of her room, saying, "I'm making you something for Mothers' Day, so GET OUT."

Good.

14 comments:

Lorna Lilo said...

Brilliant Kath, I'm still laughing. This Mother's Day twaddle is enough to make you rip out your own overies. Those slippers are designed for someone who never wants to have sex ever ever again.

Pandora Behr said...

My gran would have loved those slippers. Having a no junk mail sticker on my mailbox I miss all this - didn't know what I was missing.

Great blog - as usual.

Lidian said...

I didn't know that musk was a color, but now that I do, I do not want anything musk-colored. Ever.

I had forgot that Mother's Day is almost upon us...Dear oh dear.

The Plastic Mancunian said...

G'Day Kath,

Mother's Day has been and gone in the UK - thank God!

Anyway - I reckon the ideal present for you would be an extra large box of Lindor chocolate! It certainly worked on Mrs PM at Easter!

What is it with women and chocolate anyway?

:0)

Cheers

PM

Kath Lockett said...

Lorna you're right - even if I was eighty, I hope that I'm in uggs rather than those musky mistakes!

Thanks Pandora. The idea started when I flicked through the junk mail over lunch. Yep, I'm one of those sad sacks who actually looks through them before flinging them into the recycling and had a rather entertaining little lunch on my own.

Lidian, MD is on Sunday 9th May here; is it the same in the US/Canada? Just this morning I opened up the newspaper and another truly fabulous flyer fell out - this time it was a Mothers' Day brochure from The Shaver Shop. Yes, THE SHAVER SHOP. *sigh*

PlasMan, don't bother questioning why we love chocolate; just accept it. Buy it (the good stuff) often and willingly; that's all we ask.

River said...

I already know how my Mother's Day will go. Lunch with the kids and a couple of dvd's off my want list. Maybe some chocolate. Catalogues are completely ignored.

KEM said...

Kath, this is so on the money. The catalogues around Mother's Day are always cogent evidence that society just doesn't quite know how to treat a woman with kids. Is she frumpy? A MILF? Clearly her looks are the most important feature. No need to worry about her brains - she either has none or isn't using them because she's too busy caring for her family by making one-pot casseroles and knitting overly competitive tea cosies to complement the home made scones.

Oh, and thanks for letting me know when Mother's Day actually IS. The catalogues never actually divulge that useful tidbit...

Helen said...

Thanks for the reminder, must go and track down something for mothers day!

And for the record, I would totaly get that scarf. My hands get really cold and I lose gloves all the time!

Cat J B said...

The no-junk sign on our letter box has worn off, yet to be replaced. Too late for this round of M's day tripe. Mother's day this year will be spent on a 3 hr horse riding trek arranged by sis-in-law. With Mum-in-law and some other relies. Thing is, it requires 'some riding experience' and my country upbringing involved many animals but no actual horses. I'm trying to opt out gracefully.

JahTeh said...

I just love junk mail and those slippers are a ripoff of good Homeypeds which my mother loves because they velcro close.
I bought her a laptop table at the reject shop which has a LED light and drink holder but she uses it for doing craft in bed. Drink holder is for glue bottle.
But I wouldn't buy anything of NotBrightny's except if they were selling the empty bottle,such a cute bottle.

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