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Tuesday 11 October 2011 So where does the tooth fairy get its money from, Dad?

Harry hauled one of his baby teeth out last night. It was on the way, but he decided it should be hurried along. He stashed it, wrapped in a bloody tissue, under his pillow, as you do. Come time for me to don my fairy wings and swap it for a quid, confounded by lack of specie. Or of specific specie anyway. I don't think he'd have been in impressed by a pile of 2ps spilling out from under his pillow. Franticly ransacking the house at midnight, finally found one lurking at the back of the keys-and-that-kind-of-thing drawer in the kitchen, but came damn close to stealing one from Harry's own moneybox.

I only know the word specie because I've been reading Neal Stephenson. And yes, I would have replaced it pretty sharpish because he'd be guaranteed to notice if I hadn't. Finally, swapping a tooth for a pound always provokes wild stories about friends of friends, or in other classes at school, who get five or even ten pounds per tooth. I smile indulgently and say "oh, really".


Tagged neal-stephenson, and teeth


Jez Higgins

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