The Gift of Gifts.

Buying gifts is a gift. Anyone can lope into Willwoth's, shut his eyes and grab assorted fistsful of rubber ducks, Micky Mouse calendars and suchlike jimcracks irrespective of the tastes and preferences of the intended victims. But, to put one's self over big by procuring something subtly suited to the recipients’ psycho-thingamies, demands a combination of second-sight, mind-reading, Yogiism, Voodoo-ism, Symbolism, hypnotism, despotism, desperation and scientific detection.