Had them to stay for 2 nights (5 and 6) and yesterday took them to see HMS Victory at Portsmouth. At that age, of course, one of the most exciting things (if you’re very good) is choosing a piece of overpriced tat from the gift shop afterwards.
Gdd chose a little black bag with a skull and crossbones on it, with ‘treasure’ (fools’ gold aka pyrites) inside. Gds chose a plastic skull with slime inside.
I then took them to the loo, and was just enjoying my own peaceful wee when cries of anguish came from Gdd’s cubicle - she’d only managed to drop her bag of fools’ gold down the loo - and had retrieved it!
Luckily the shop was still open, so after dropping the widdly bag in the bin, and a good hand wash, we bought another - just as well it was only £1.99.
After the drive back home, Gds couldn’t wait to open his plastic skull and play with the slime. He then took it into his head to wash it - exit all slime swiftly down the basin plug hole - more tears of utter woe, and no shop to go back to.
Still, we’re having them again on Monday, so I’ve promised a shopping trip (on the bus! So exciting if you can sit at the front upstairs!) to find some more.
sticky labels on apples - remove before washing!
Water Pollution -“ A National Disgrace”? A case for renationalisation?