“Does your mummy know you’re living here,” asked Callie with a flush of red in her cheeks. “Of course, she does, Callie. What a silly question,” said Shauna, “although I haven’t seen her in quite some time.” “But grown-ups usually don’t allow girls like us to live in a hedge,” said Callie. “They’re just stick-in-the-muds,” […]
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Once upon a time, around half past cockadoodle-doo, a girl woke up in a hole in a hedge. Not just any hole in any hedge, but the Hocus Pocus Hole in the Hedge that she called Home. She woke bright and breezy because she was so excited. Just the day before, she peeped through the
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The Giddlywunkles sped away as Shauna shouted after them “Wait! Wait for me until I stuff all of these words into my spangly bag.”
Instead of green grass and blue skies, the heavens were as grey as the fields. Grey clouds hung over grey trees and a big grey river rolled slowly down a grey hill. What a drab and dreary land it was – as if all of the colour had drained down a big plug hole. The
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“I’m Tarzan, the cheeky monkey,” said Buckle who was always pretending to be other people or animals or a mish-mash of both. “I’ll climb the tree”.
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Even the sound of the beep-beep car horn made daddy jump, and sure that is all you heard in Smogmore above the sound of trains, planes and people squealing. HONK… HONK…
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The Giddlywunkles had heard of food to go but this just took the biscuit… And half the fridge as well.
“When we were in beddie-byes last night, we heard a ROAR and Callie told me there was a Carrackasaur in the garden”, said Buckle. “A Carrackasaur?” said mummy, “that’s a new one.” “Yes,” said Callie, “a Carrackasaur is a dinosaur that stays very still during the day and pretends to be a big rock and
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