Our eldest boy Jude has just started his first year at the 'big school', leaving primary school far behind him. (Although for the record, so far, he's also managed to leave his blazer, phone, bus pass, school bag, gym socks and towel far behind him too, but that's a whole other post!)
He now does Gaelic football after school on a Friday, and afterwards he catches the public bus home with two friends. Before this, it has swiftly become the modus operandi for the three boyos to pop into Tescos to purchase, and subsequently eat, their own weight in sweets. After which he then arrives home and tucks into his waiting dinner. As you do.
Last Friday evening between mouthfuls of fish fingers he marveled aloud at how far he and his pals had been able to make their pooled money stretch that week.
'Really? What did you get?' I asked him, naively assuming they'd had a bar of chocolate or a packet of crisps each.
'Well', he said, clearly delighted with himself, 'We bought a bottle of lemonade between us for 17p. Imagine, a whole 2 litres for only 17p!!' He shook his head in wonder. 'There was so much we couldn't even drink it all!'
'Oh yes indeed, that WAS good value', I agreed, banishing all thoughts of their inevitable communal backwash out of my mind.
'We bought a box of doughnuts between us too...there were 18 in it, so that was 6 each, and after that we shared a HUMUNGUS bag of sweets between us!'
I looked at him aghast as he efficiently shoveled another forkful of ketchup and chips into his mouth.
'Did you really eat all that? Just there now before you came in?'
'Yes', he said beaming with pride, 'we did! Every single bit. But don't worry, I'm still hungry for my dinner. But do you know what the very best part was?'
Emmmm, let me think,.. the sheer, unadulterated gluttony of it all? (No, I didn't say that- I just speechlessly raised an eyebrow instead.)
'The best part was that it cost us just 71p each. That's £2.13 alotogether!! For all that! Can you believe it? Wasn't that brilliant?'
He sat back, shaking his head, clearly reliving the highlights all over again.
'And then we were talking about it on the bus, and I know everybody always says about quality over quantity, but we all think that we'd definitely rather have it the other way round....Is there anything for afters?'
( I've joined up on this post with the fab Sarah Miles at Hello Wall for her Monday Club link. Check out them all here.)