Secret Santa at the Office

Right, everyone! It's time for our office Secret Santa!

Brilliant! So how does it work this year?

Everyone picks a name from this hat and buys them a present.

The limit is twenty pounds. And don't tell anyone who you've got.

Ha, good. Last year somebody gave me a single sock!

Go on, Tom, your turn. Pick a name.

Oh no. You're joking. I've got Mr. Graham?

Shh! You're not supposed to say it out loud!

Sorry! But what on earth do I buy the boss?

Hannah, have you got a minute? I need some help.

Of course. What's wrong? You look really stressed.

Well... I picked the boss for Secret Santa.

The boss? Oh dear, that's the hardest name to get!

I know! If I get it wrong, he'll think I'm useless.

Okay, calm down. Let's think about what he likes.

Have you noticed anything on his desk recently?

Hmm, only plants. Dead ones. He keeps killing them.

That's it! Get him a cactus. Nobody can kill a cactus!

Ha! That's perfect, and it's under twenty pounds!

Okay, everyone, it's present time! Mr. Graham, you go first.

Goodness, who wrapped this? It's covered in tape!

Um, no idea. Just... open it, maybe?

A cactus? Ha! Has someone been looking at my desk?

Tom, your face has gone bright red. Was it you?

I'm so sorry. I thought you might like one that survives.

Don't apologise! It's the best present I've had in years.

Now open yours. I think you'll find it very useful.

Hmm, a book... about making a good cup of tea?

Well, you've been making me terrible tea for two years.

Ha! He's got a point, Tom. Your tea is awful.

Fair enough! Next year, I'll make you a proper cup.