Gift voucher! Gift voucher! Gleaming bright Spent at emporiums day or night, Thanks to Amazon and eBay Could there be any other way? I apologise to Blake for the flagrant abuse of the first verse of one of his most famous poems. If you're turning in your grave Bill, you can stop now because I promise it stops here. As you may have gathered, the main reason I'm writing this month's blog is to laud the virtues of the humble gift voucher. It may also have something to do with the fact that my birthday is imminent and I'm considering writing a definitive birthday present list for my friends and family. High on this list is the gift voucher. I'm one of the odd minority who relish receiving them as gifts. Yes, I know some of you think they're boring. But here's the thing – they mean I can get WHATEVER I like, WHENEVER I like, WHERE EVER I like. What's not to like about that? When I reached the age of 10 or 11 my gra
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