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‘I know you’re upset about your Shnozi-whatsitcalled, but that doesn’t mean you can go around breaking other people’s things!’ shouted my mum.

‘But he broke my thing first!’ I screamed.

‘I don’t care,’ said my mum, grabbing my arm and marching me down the stairs again. ‘Desmond’s a baby - he doesn’t know what he’s doing. You’re a big boy, Barry - you should know better!’