And none of that my children, my partner's undying love, the forgiveness of the almighty, the day my scrofula went away or any other clever stuff . We're talking action men, swiss army knives, puppies or anything else that came wrapped up in shiny paper (well, not the puppies but you get the idea). Mine would have to be a Commodore 64 for Christmas in 1984. It wasn't even just mine, I had to share it with my two brothers but it just blew me away. I've been a geek ever since.