I got pissed off and pulled the link to my wish list a couple of weeks ago after Amazon was appallingly unhelpful in resolving a mixup (a reader accidentally sent the purchased items to herself, rather than to my address). But you know the old saw about cutting off your nose to spite your face. So, I’ve calmed down, and it’s back. (Just read this first.) What the hell I’ve got a birthday coming up. (And how it is possible that I am about to turn 44 is an utter mystery to me but then, I’ve found that every birthday for the past ten years or so has left me with a similar feeling of bafflement).