You know how it is. You see what you would love your other (better?) half to give you on December 25th. You drop all the hints, leave the magazines and catalogues open at the appropriate page, pause and rewind the advert when it comes on the TV, and then, on December 25th you rip open that parcel, and sigh at the fluffy slippers, or the oh so practical food mixer, or even (heaven forbid) Dyson that has appeared in your stocking. If any of the above sounds familiar, and fills you with dread, Selfridges may have the answer you have been looking for. You can create the simplest of wish…