I didn’t get regular pocket money as such but my mum would quite often give me money to go ice skating or buy sweeties. One time I asked my dad for money to buy revision books for my school exams – “everyone else’s parents are buying their books for them, dad”. He gave me £20 and off I went, cheerily into town. I went to Ottakar's bookshop and handed the man my folded up £20 note which he proceeded to open out revealing one side completely blank, save for the word ‘gotcha’. I was mortified! I got home in a huff and my dad couldn’t contain his laughter… he was sure I’d realise before I got to the shop since he had shown me the note a few nights before and he wasn’t known for giving money out willy-nilly!