Tooth fairy on the Isle of Wight

What's the going rate for the tooth fairy?

Granddaughter #1 had a wobbly tooth and it's come out and she's carefully placed it in the window so the tooth fairy can get it

"She shouldn't have too much trouble getting in the window"

suggests GD#1.

No - but I might have a problem.

I rush off to phone her mother worrying of impending disaster due to insufficient briefing on modern day tooth fairies - daughter lost her last tooth nearly ten years ago, and I don't know the current rate!

Apparently it's a pound.

Tooth fairy duly arrives, removes tooth, which had been carefully placed in Zeus's hand - see model that GD#1 had created only the previous day in Portsmouth naval museum.

To the Isle of Wight

Here's husband and grandchild enjoying a trip round HMS Victory.

With two pleasant children, husband and I are youth hostelling in the Isle of Wight. We arrived from Portsmouth on an almost empty ferry. The whole island is so quiet that you'd think it a permanent holiday. A little girl asked her mother if there were no schools on the island because she thought it a permanent holiday island.

On the ferry to the Isle of Wight, with a calm sea green sea, grandson persuades Grandpa into buying fruit drinks from a machine. Grand daughter Joy draws. Grandpa teases grandson, "I hope that ferry isn't going to bump into that container ship over there." Grandson leaping up to look. The ferry goes round the stern.

Grandson and grand daughter wander off to read the posters. "Donning instructions" "Donning", what's that? It's not a usual word is it - to don your life jacket. We're collecting unusual words. "Muster station" you get buses at a bus station and trains at a train station. Do you get musters at a muster station?

Isle of Wight plans

Husband suggested some time ago that we visited the Isle of Wight. Good idea, I agreed. I went there in 1974 with a load of fourth year junior children from the East End. I thought it a pleasant place, with beaches, interesting Roman ruins, and things to do with the children. I can't remember where we stayed - probably some convent. So husband booked.

He booked a Youth Hostel. I know he's retired so got less income now.
He's booked a family room. Oh! OK, then.
He's booked in the school holiday. Why? We don't have to go at expensive times any more. Because he's bringing his grand children. He's told their mother - not me.

Good job they're great children, so I can look forward to a holiday with them.