A MOTHER-of-two has spent every single penny she had in a single afternoon at the school’s summer fete.
Emma Bradford, who only went because the school kept sending guilt-inducing emails, passed four hours in a giddy whirl of tombolas, coconut shys, and home-made cake stalls.
She said: “I had £2,500 in my savings account, plus a further £22,000 in various ISAs. Now I’ve got a coconut and a dusty bottle of Blossom Hill. What happened?
“I began with just a cautious couple of dips in the bran tub, then a handful of raffle tickets, then I was obliged to shell out for a bunch of crap made with paper plates and pipe-cleaners and after that, well, I threw caution to the wind.
“The next few hours were a blizzard of bottle stalls, hot dogs, donkey rides and bouncy castles. I remember trying to catch myself with a £5 glass of warm prosecco, but then the PE teacher who was mean to our Julia went into the stocks and it was on.
“I woke up in the car with my face painted like Pikachu. Apparently I spent more than two grand on the Hook-A-Ducks alone, before I was banned for being abusive.
“Still, at least it’ll help the school. Oh. I’ve just found a letter saying my kids will be taught in a Portakabin next year.”
