“We’ve got some superglue,” I told him. “What?” “We can glue it back in. Or I’ve got one of those power staplers…” “Dad—” “We can staple it back in,” I said triumphantly. “I’m putting it under my pillow in an embalope. I’ll get two pounds for it,” said Dylan even more triumphantly. What? I know the European economic situation is bad, but £2 for the tooth fairy to call? That’s inflation for you!