I'm Dougal Trump and its Not My Fault
A laugh-out-loud series about a boy who is a bigger trouble magnet than Bart Simpson and Dennis the Menace stuck together.
I, Dougal Trump, am dead. Ok, I'm not actually dead, but if I'm not very careful, I soon will be. In this first book, sports-loving Dougal Trump finds himself at risk from the mysterious creature living in the backyard shed. Nobody believes him but as a precaution, he sets upon writing his will--rewarding those who help him, disinheriting those who get on his bad side, and fielding constant pleas from friends and associates. Meanwhile, as limbs and windows alike are broken by rogue soccer balls and unhinged canines, Dougal finds himself in all sorts of trouble.
Ellray Jakes in Not a Chicken
"Buk, buk, book," Jared whispers, but loud enough for everyone to hear. Eight-year-old EllRay Jakes is sick of getting picked on. But every time he tries to defend himself against class bully Jared Matthews, EllRay is the one who winds up in trouble. It's just not fair. Then his dad offers him a deal: If EllRay can stay out of trouble for a week, they'll go to Disneyland. So, now EllRay has a lot to prove - he's not a troublemaker, and he's not a chicken.
This humorous and true-to-life story kicks off the EllRay Jakes series, which is just right for boys (and girls) who are beginning to read chapter books.
Lyttle Lies: The Stinky Truth
The second Lyttle Lies book featuring Sam Lyttle, the small boy who tells BIG lies. Fans of Tom Gates willl love this laugh-out-loud stinky story from well-known cartoonist Joe Berger.
It's the school holidays and Sam and his best friend can't wait to see Cry Wolfe, the first movie starring their favourite crime-fighting hero. But Sam's mum has set him a challenge. He can only go and see the movie IF, and only if, he can make it through the entire holiday without telling a single fib. Can Sam go six whole weeks, without a single porky!?
WARNING: contains fibs, farts and zumba-dancing mums
We don't need to go on about how complicated life has become: keeping up with trends, responding to all the messages in your inbox, trying to manage the dust on your kitchen counter that just keeps, coming, back - from where!?
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Even as we grow older, 'bubbles' takes on a different meaning, and is seen as something to enjoy over brunch or at a party. Or in the bath, with even more bubbles in the bath.
The point is, 'bubbles' is probably the only word in the English language that you cannot say with an angry voice. Try it. You try it? You did. Give in to the fun and catch our deal of a battery operated bubble machine from Impex. One more time: bubbles.