Memory Lane

My love affair with the scanner continues. Today I bring you two photos I have just discovered (and had never seen before) in the bottom of a box of stuff* my mum gave me.

On the back of them, it's written that these were taken in December 1979 at a Christmas party.


*My mother is not generally the sentimental, pull her punches type when it comes to her kids, so included in this box are things like the letter she got advising of my suspension from boarding school, and all my crap school reports from my I-wish-I-could-forget-them teenage years. But, I guess, photos like these brighten up the box a bit.

To the Fairies

This note totally cracks me up.

It says:

Dear Fairies,
I lost my second tooth.
Can you find it for you to keep.
Put some money beside my bed.
Megan.

I can remember the situation vividly. I had just lost my tooth - I use the term 'lost' very loosely as there was definitely some coercion involved in getting the tooth out of my head - and it was a bit messy. So I took it to the bathroom and was using my toothbrush to clean it when it went down the plughole. Disaster!

How could the Fairies know that I had really, truly lost a tooth without there being any evidence whatsoever? The only solution? Write an affidavit, sign it, and put it under my pillow instead of the tooth.

My favourite part is "Put some money beside my bed". Yeah Fairies. Hand over the cash already!