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by Jean Ure


  I am going to tidy my room for Christmas.

  Saturday

  Today I felt the baby move! Mum said, “Oh! He’s kicking me.” “Or she,” I said. “It might be a she.” Mum agreed that it might be.

  I don’t mind which it is. I just want it to get here!

  The Melon rang up in the evening to wish me a Happy Christmas. She said that Dire Melvyn was going to be with them for three whole days but that it was “all right” as she had done what Roly said and asked his advice about something. She had asked him what sort of plant she could grow in a really dark and boggy part of the garden (old Skin is quite into gardening), and he had come up with some really brilliant suggestions. It seems he knows about plants and boggy patches, so now she doesn’t mind so much about the fungussy hands and grey nose hairs and the big fat belly. What she actually said was, “He’s not absolutely as dire as I thought.”

  Thank goodness for that! It means I can enjoy Christmas without having to worry about her. After all, she is my best friend – my very best friend – and I wouldn’t have liked to think of her being unhappy.

  141 Arethusa Road

  London W5

  24 December

  My dear Carol,

  I am writing this on Christmas Eve. Haven’t had a chance until now, what with one thing and another.

  Last Saturday we went to see Cherry doing her singing angel bit in the school play. Oh, dear! What can one say? They obviously chose her because she looked right – very pretty and cheeky. Very impish. But she cannot sing! Of course we told her she was the greatest, or at any rate Roly did, and as a result she has been blasting our eardrums ever since. I wish she would take up something quiet, such as painting.

  Roly has bought her a whole range of pens, paints, crayons, drawing blocks, etc., for Christmas, but as it’s from him she’ll probably just look at it with that terrible expression of condescension and contempt that girls of eleven can have. Do you know what I mean? Cold and cutting and oh, so knowing and superior! Were we ever like that when we were eleven?

  In fairness to her I have to say that she has been quite sweet and considerate these last few days (apart from the ear-blasting). It was very funny the other day! I was going to splash out and buy myself a pair of leggings and Cherry practically tied herself in knots trying to guide me away from a pair in glaring orange that she has quite obviously bought me for Christmas!!! I shall have to feign utter astonishment when I undo the parcel, just as Cherry will feign utter astonishment when she undoes some of hers. Not very much is a secret in this house. She always climbs up to look on top of the wardrobe because she knows that’s where I keep all her “pillow case” presents. She’s been doing it for years. It’s a sort of game we play, except that she doesn’t know that I know she does it! (Don’t worry, I have hidden your baseball bat! I spirited it away the minute it arrived.)

  I’m a bit worried in case she hasn’t bought anything for Roly. I’ve kept dropping hints but the only kind of hint she understands is the kind that you apply with a sledge-hammer! She is incredibly thick-skinned. So I’ve got some after-shave from the Body Shop and gift-wrapped it, just to be on the safe side. He would be so terribly hurt if she forgot him.

  Meanwhile, we have a real surprise for her! I won’t tell you what it is. See if you can guess!

  A few weeks ago, in the middle of the night, Roly suddenly shot bolt upright in bed and cried, “I’ve got it!” When I asked him,”Got what?” he said, “The solution … I’m allergic to fur, not skin. We’ll get her a hairless one!”

  So we hunted high and low – and incidentally, paid the earth, though Roly assures me it will be worth it for the pleasure it will bring – and all I will say is that it is HAIRLESS, that it comes originally from CHINA, and that right at this moment it is over the road being looked after by Mrs Swaddle (the mother of Sereena).

  Have you guessed???

  Roly is going to go over and collect it tomorrow immediately before breakfast. I can’t wait to see Cherry’s face!

  Gregg, incidentally, has kept his word for once and sent her the personal computer, it was delivered last week while she was at school. I’m sure it will come in very useful but I can tell you here and now that between a hairless Chinese wotnot and a personal computer there will be no competition!

  I do hope you and your Dwayn have the most wonderful Christmas ever. If I could only rid myself of fears that a) Cherry will have forgotten to buy something for Roly and that b) she is going to resent the baby, I would be the happiest soul on earth! I will keep my fingers crossed. Maybe I am misjudging her.

  All my fondest love,

  Boxing Day

  Now that I have my beautiful Charlie, I won’t be keeping this diary any more. I’ll be far too busy, taking him for walks! So this is where I am going to end. It has been quite fun and it has done what Mrs James said it would do, it has cleaned out the cupboard, but I feel that from now on I am going to be concentrating more on drawing than on writing. I have decided … when I am grown up I am going to be an artist!

  The Secret Life of Sally Tomato

  A is for armpit,

  Which smells when you’re hot,

  Specially great hairy ones,

  They smell A LOT.

  Hi! Salvatore d’Amato here – call me Sal if you must – and I am not writing a diary! I’m writing the best alphabet ever. An alphabet of Dire and Disgusting Ditties.

  I’m up to two letters a week, and I reckon it will take me the rest of term to complete my masterpiece. By then I plan to have achieved my Number One aim in life – to find a girlfriend. After all, I’m already twelve, so I can’t afford to wait much longer …

  Boys on the Brain

  “What are you doing?” I said.

  “I am trying,” panted Mum,

  “to – get-out – of – these – jeans!”

  Hi there. I’m Cresta and that’s my mum – thirty-three going on eighteen. Me and my friend Charlie have great plans: finish school, get the grades and conquer the world! We’ve taken a vow – No Boys before uni, but it’s not easy with the gorgeous Carlito and Alistair around … And how on earth can I put up with a mother who has boys on the brain?

  Also by Jean Ure

  Lemonade Sky

  Love and Kisses

  Fortune Cookie

  Star Crazy Me!

  Over the Moon

  Boys Beware

  Sugar and Spice

  Is Anybody There?

  Secret Meeting

  Passion Flower

  Shrinking Violet

  Boys on the Brain

  Skinny Melon and Me

  Becky Bananas, This is Your Life!

  Fruit and Nutcase

  The Secret Life of Sally Tomato

  Family Fan Club

  Ice Lolly

  Special three-in-one editions

  The Tutti-Frutti Collection

  The Flower Power Collection

  The Friends Forever Collection

  And for younger readers

  Dazzling Danny

  Daisy May

  Monster in the Mirror

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