Is there a worse present giver in the whole wide world?

So Gail came home loaded with gifts of Swiss chocolate.

But what about something for me?

Oh. She's telling me all about how she visited a place in Luzern called the Rosengart Museum where she saw lots of paintings by this Picasso chappie, and she thought what I would like best would be a postcard of one of them...

Woman and Dog Playing (Picasso, 1953).

Seriously!

PS There are still a couple of days left for late entries to my Olympic event, Bouncing (narrative style).