Bloody hell everything is so extra. I'd be so sick at the sight of yet another balloon extravaganza and yet another massive cake. Like wouldn't you just say "you know what darling this year a small present and a card is just fine. And maybe a chocolate cake from Tesco!" And don't get me started on the Poco shite. Seriously you cannot convince me they are any different from Dunnes sweats. They're probably made in the exact same factory. You are paying for this silly woman's massive house and lifestyle and she's laughing all the way to the bank with your hard earned money.