She offers me br the gift br br inexpertly & awkwardly br wrapped. br br Christmas paper in July. br br Water drips from br its centre. br br I open it up br & am greeted by br br a stone br a bunch of grass br (with roots still attached) br & two(& a half) twigs br a half crazy bug who br just happened to be br caught up in it. br br 'It's a present br of here! ' br br I thanked her br & she trundled off br br telling her dolly br called 'Dolly' br br 'See...