Читать книгу ‘… and that’s when it fell off in my hand.’ - Louise Rennison - Страница 29

Uh-oh. Mr Next Door is on the warpath. Surely it must be against the laws of humanity to sell pyjamas like his. He looks like a striped hippopotamus, only not so attractive and svelte.

He’s trying to poke Angus out with a stick. Good luck, Mr Hippo.

Angus thinks it’s the stick game. He LIKES being prodded with a stick, it reminds him of his Scottish roots. Next thing is, he will get hold of it and start wrestling with Mr Next Door to try to get it away from him.