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place, but first we had to perform Operation Clean-Up Kenny! It was
wild.
Dad rigged up his long hose and filled our really old manky paddling pool. Then, he made me stand in it whilst the others went crazy hosing me down. The water was
freezing
, but it was a real blast! And when they’d hosed away all the beans and tomato sauce from me, I turned the tables on them! We were all dripping wet by the time Mum called us inside.
“You lot are worse than when you were three, do you know that?” she asked, laughing. “Go on, you’d better get changed, but dry yourselves off first.” She threw us a towel each.
“Haven’t we had a brill day?” I gabbled whilst we were in my bedroom, changing. “Wasn’t my bath wicked?”
“Yeah, especially when you fell in!” hooted Rosie.
“But the scavenger hunt worked well too, didn’t it?” Fliss looked really chuffed. “You ought to have seen the M&Ms’ faces when Mrs Poole disqualified them!”
“Your mum’s going to be a marked woman!” Rosie giggled. “They’ll never go back there to have their nails done!”
We all screamed with laughter. There were so many things to talk about. We hadn’t even had a chance to go over Mufti Day yet. Still, there’d be plenty of time for that later. First we had the job of counting all the money we’d raised from my baked-bean stunt.
We went downstairs, and Dad put the sack of coins on the table.
“How about if you tip this lot out, then you can all count it together. Put coppers into groups making 10p, five pences into groups making 50p and anything above that should be in groups making up £1. Have you got that?”
“Yes,” we all nodded.
“No,” Fliss shook her head.
Dad picked a few coins out of the bag and demonstrated. He put ten 1ps into a pile, then five 2ps.
“They add up to 10p each, don’t they?”
“Oh I see now!” Fliss smiled, relieved.
“The penny’s dropped, eh Fliss?” Dad chuckled.
“Ha, ha, Dad—very funny!” I sighed, and shooed him out of the room.
We all sat round the table and I slowly tipped the bag into the middle of it. All these coins came shooting out. There were
hundreds
of them. I’d never really seen so much money before.
“Wow!” We all stared at it for a few minutes.
“Just think of all the things we could buy with that!”
“A new Leicester City strip!” I drooled.
“Tons of expensive make-up!” Fliss sighed.
“Chocolate!” Lyndz was almost dribbling. The rest of us cracked up laughing.
“Well come on then, if it’s chocolate you want,” I teased. “Mum’s made one of her yummy-scrummy chocolate cakes for tea. So the sooner we count this lot, the sooner we’ll be able to eat!”
We dived in, and soon loads of little piles of coins were springing up on the table in front of us. I was just starting to feel kind of hungry and hoped that it wouldn’t be long before we’d finished, when Molly the stupid Monster came in.
“Hello creeps. You’re very quiet in here. Ooh money! Lovely money!”
She picked up a handful of the coins and let them run through her fingers. As they dropped back on to the table, they knocked over several of the piles that Fliss had counted.
“Hey watch it!” she snapped.
“Or else?” Molly tried to sound menacing.
“Or else I’ll come and smack you one!” I warned through gritted teeth.
“Yeah? Come on then!”
I leapt up and started to chase Molly round the table. I was closing on her when she stumbled and crashed into one of the table corners.
All
the coins we’d already counted slithered from their piles and formed another mound in the middle of the table! We all stared at it in disbelief.
“You’re for it now!” I yelled. But before I could do her some serious damage, Mum came in.
“What on
earth
is going on in here?” she demanded.
“Ow!” Molly was clutching her side where she’d fallen against the table, but she didn’t get anybody’s sympathy.
“I’m really sorry girls, you’re going to
wild.
Dad rigged up his long hose and filled our really old manky paddling pool. Then, he made me stand in it whilst the others went crazy hosing me down. The water was
freezing
, but it was a real blast! And when they’d hosed away all the beans and tomato sauce from me, I turned the tables on them! We were all dripping wet by the time Mum called us inside.
“You lot are worse than when you were three, do you know that?” she asked, laughing. “Go on, you’d better get changed, but dry yourselves off first.” She threw us a towel each.
“Haven’t we had a brill day?” I gabbled whilst we were in my bedroom, changing. “Wasn’t my bath wicked?”
“Yeah, especially when you fell in!” hooted Rosie.
“But the scavenger hunt worked well too, didn’t it?” Fliss looked really chuffed. “You ought to have seen the M&Ms’ faces when Mrs Poole disqualified them!”
“Your mum’s going to be a marked woman!” Rosie giggled. “They’ll never go back there to have their nails done!”
We all screamed with laughter. There were so many things to talk about. We hadn’t even had a chance to go over Mufti Day yet. Still, there’d be plenty of time for that later. First we had the job of counting all the money we’d raised from my baked-bean stunt.
We went downstairs, and Dad put the sack of coins on the table.
“How about if you tip this lot out, then you can all count it together. Put coppers into groups making 10p, five pences into groups making 50p and anything above that should be in groups making up £1. Have you got that?”
“Yes,” we all nodded.
“No,” Fliss shook her head.
Dad picked a few coins out of the bag and demonstrated. He put ten 1ps into a pile, then five 2ps.
“They add up to 10p each, don’t they?”
“Oh I see now!” Fliss smiled, relieved.
“The penny’s dropped, eh Fliss?” Dad chuckled.
“Ha, ha, Dad—very funny!” I sighed, and shooed him out of the room.
We all sat round the table and I slowly tipped the bag into the middle of it. All these coins came shooting out. There were
hundreds
of them. I’d never really seen so much money before.
“Wow!” We all stared at it for a few minutes.
“Just think of all the things we could buy with that!”
“A new Leicester City strip!” I drooled.
“Tons of expensive make-up!” Fliss sighed.
“Chocolate!” Lyndz was almost dribbling. The rest of us cracked up laughing.
“Well come on then, if it’s chocolate you want,” I teased. “Mum’s made one of her yummy-scrummy chocolate cakes for tea. So the sooner we count this lot, the sooner we’ll be able to eat!”
We dived in, and soon loads of little piles of coins were springing up on the table in front of us. I was just starting to feel kind of hungry and hoped that it wouldn’t be long before we’d finished, when Molly the stupid Monster came in.
“Hello creeps. You’re very quiet in here. Ooh money! Lovely money!”
She picked up a handful of the coins and let them run through her fingers. As they dropped back on to the table, they knocked over several of the piles that Fliss had counted.
“Hey watch it!” she snapped.
“Or else?” Molly tried to sound menacing.
“Or else I’ll come and smack you one!” I warned through gritted teeth.
“Yeah? Come on then!”
I leapt up and started to chase Molly round the table. I was closing on her when she stumbled and crashed into one of the table corners.
All
the coins we’d already counted slithered from their piles and formed another mound in the middle of the table! We all stared at it in disbelief.
“You’re for it now!” I yelled. But before I could do her some serious damage, Mum came in.
“What on
earth
is going on in here?” she demanded.
“Ow!” Molly was clutching her side where she’d fallen against the table, but she didn’t get anybody’s sympathy.
“I’m really sorry girls, you’re going to
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