By Joanna Nadin
Published Nov 2013
Three fantastically funny Penny Dreadful adventures in one fab book.
My name is not actually Penny Dreadful. It is Penelope Jones. The Dreadful bit is my dad’s JOKE. Actually, I am not even dreadful at all. I didn’t mean for Marlon, who is our school goat, to eat a mobile phone or do some poo that looks like chocolate drops. I only set him free because I was being a FRIEND TO ANIMALS.
Also, I didn’t ask to be a bridesmaid at Aunt Deedee’s wedding; I just wanted to build my AMAZING TOWER OF CHAIRS. It wasn’t really my fault the cake fell on Dad’s head and everything turned into such a horrible hoo-hah.