Quotes from Alan MacDonald

Try and hang on," said Dad. "Just a few more minutes… We're almost at the—" Bertie was sick.

Weakly. For the next few weeks sounds of banging and hammering came from Mr Weakly's room after school.

Bertie looked up from the comic he was reading. "It's OK," he said. "I can look after myself." It would be great not having a babysitter. Suzy was sleeping over at Bella's so he would have the house all to himself.

Like flies in custard." "Worms in ice cream," said Donna. "Maggot jelly," said Eugene.

Suzy appeared in the doorway. "Bella," she said. Bertie groaned. Not Bossy Bella. Of all Suzy's friends she was the worst. She would be trying to boss him around all night.

Just a few more minutes… We're almost at the—