The only person to buy

The only person to buy me Christmas presents tends to talk about it more than actually get round to business. A few years ago it was a case of wine, which I had to go buy myself because really, on Christmas Eve, no shop was going to ship a case overseas, dontchaknow. Last year, the present was announced and discussed three times before the end of the year, and once or twice after - but never actually materialised. This year, it was announced and possibly acquired last Sunday ("if the shop's open"). I was also informed it would probably not arrive in time for Christmas. It is, of course, the thought that counts and in all honesty, that thought warms the cockles of my heart. But now I want my present, dammit.