YP Preview: Urgent! Pocket Money Required
CHAPTER ONE: A Money Predicament
It was two months after Rhys and Giddy joined the school rugby sessions that Tony Gibbs, the coach, announced he was arranging a trip for the boys to see a match in London, ‘Next February,’ he said. He paused for a moment, looked at a sheet of paper in his hand and went on, ‘Some of the costs will be met by the council and school, but if any of you would like to go, you will have to find around seven pounds each.’
All of the boys nudged each other declaring their intention to go to London.
‘I suggest you speak to your parents and start saving now, as the money will have to be paid up six weeks before we go. The tickets, unfortunately, are very expensive,’ Tony warned.
Rhys and Giddy both knew they had a problem; how to get money to pay for the trip? Both boys knew there was no spare cash at home, not ever. At the end of the spring term, they had gone on a five day school trip to Porthcawl. The local education authority had paid for everything except their pocket money.
Rhys and Giddy looked at each other; there was no need to say anything, of course they would go. Rugby was their main interest at the moment.
A few weeks ago Mrs. Griffith, their teacher, had told the class that there would be after school coaching for anyone interested in rugby on Wednesdays. At the time Rhys wasn’t interested at all in the game but Giddy was. In the spirit of friendship Rhys went along with Giddy to watch the first session. The game was on the television often enough and his father, brother and granddad always got very excited when they watched it. They would groan or cheer and often called the referees some very insulting names. Rhys sometimes stayed with them to watch but somehow lost interest as the game went on.
As he stood on the sideline waiting for Giddy to appear with a group of boys, the coach came over to him. ‘Why aren’t you in the changing rooms, lad?’ Rhys shrugged.
Tony looked at him closely. ‘Don’t you like the game?’
Again Rhys shrugged and mumbled, ‘It’s alright I suppose.’
Tony was affronted. ‘Alright! Alright! Is that all you can say about the greatest game ever?’
Rhys coloured up. ‘Well …’ and hesitated.