My favourite grandson, Asher, outspokenly declared to me at the age of 8 what he didn’t want for his Christmas present. ‘Please don’t give me a woolly jumper, they’re so scratchy!’ It was an unusual answer to the question of what he did want. When I asked him how would he react if he had received the woolly jumper, he answered he would thank me, but only out of politeness as instructed by his mum.