Monday, 14 June 2010
Gifts from Scotland
The kids spent Nanny and Grandads pocket money on a jigsaw, a bubble wand and a clever little device that was a telescope and a microscope, but they also brought back some other special treats that were completely free of charge.
The 6 year old, for the last couple of days, has been scratching her head in a frenzy-like way - a bit like the last time she had nits.
'You're head will still be full of sand,' I said, 'Gizza look.'
I inspected her head closely, and sure enough there was still half a beach stuck in her head, but I also saw a little creature, and another one, and another one. Bloody nits! Jumping and dancing around in her hair like they were at a party. How the hell has she caught nits when she's been off school for 2 weeks?!
I did the usual mad scratch of my own head, and then remembered that I didn't actually have any hair to infest! Lucky me!
The 9 year old, meanwhile had one big fat nit in his scarecrow hair, but nothing else.
'I think you'll be ok,' I reassured him, but as I looked closely at his face, I noticed a little dot of mud on his eyebrow.
'I thought you'd just had a shower?' I asked, squinting at the dot of mud. He assured me he had scrubbed every last bit of his body. 'Well what's that bit of mud on your eyebrow, then?' I asked, trying to brush it off.
'I couldn't get it off,' he said, flinching, 'it's just a spot.'
'Keep still, then, and I'll scratch it off,' I said, pinning him down.
I got my nail, and scratched of the mud spot thing, then inspected it closely.
It was a bloody tick!
'What's a tick?' he asked, horrified.
'Its an insect that sucks your blood and can give you diseases,' I replied, reassuringly, 'nothing to worry about, but just have a good check all over your body to make sure there's no more.'
After a minute of frantic searching, he couldn't find any more, but inspected the little creepy crawlie tick and half a dozen of his sister's nits closely through his brand new microscope. I think he was wondering if they were from Scotland. How would he know? Well, they'd be tartan of course!