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‘What in the unkeelness does THAT

mean?’ I whined.

‘You’re a big brother now, Barry,’ said

my dad. ‘You can’t go screaming round

the house acting like a kiddywinkle any

more . . .’

‘I am NOT a KIDDYWINKLE!’ I shouted,

stomping my feet on the car’s carpet

and crossing my arms.

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