A FABLE OF MODERN BRITAIN.

The author's daughter, mother of two schoolchildren, and wife of a hard working husband, explained the following to me over the Christmas break. Daughter Molly, for whom we have aspirations as a possible multi-linguist, although not yet twelve years of age and in her first year at senior school, has been streamed into the section for German. To enhance the pupils' progress, a trip to Koblenz has been arranged, but with limited numbers. My granddaughter brought details home to her parents, which in order to secure a place required a £50 deposit. My daughter, who is a stay at home, hands on mother, explained to Molly, that they would have to await her father's salary payment due in two days time. This they did, and fortunately, a place was confirmed for her. Incidentally, my daughter is aware that she can always come to me on such occasions; her stoicism, however, precludes her from doing that.

Although all is well, my daughter had it out with the school; begging the question, why is it that all the children whose parents are on benefit can be placed on the list immediately, while hardworking 'strivers' have to go through the anxiety of whether or not they can afford it?

THAT'S MY GIRL!