Father is not a "I saw this and thought of you" kind of a person. Or so I thought. There he was, tidying a garden for someone who was selling their house when they were offered something, something gorgeous. So he wrapped it up in his hat and presented me with it at the rugby. "She said it's from the sixties, and it's orange like all that daft stuff in your house" he said.
It's not rare, it's not expensive but it is ideal. Nice one Father and thank you anonymous homeowner.