I'm Dougal Trump . . . Where's My Tarantula? - Tapa blanda

"Mum," I yelled. "Sybil the Goliath birdeater spider is no longer in my room." Somebody has stolen Dougal's tarantula, Sybil (named after his sister - they both have very hairy legs), and she is being held to ransom. Dougal must fulfil the kidnapper's demands before poor Sybil is tortured - one leg at a time. Praise for I'm Dougal Trump . . . And It's Not My Fault!: 'Laugh-out-loud funny . . . a really enjoyable read' - TheBookbag.co.uk 'Bought this for my 8-year-old son, who generally avoids books like the plague. He loved it' - Waterstones.com Customer Reviews 'I found it very, VERY funny' - Archie, aged 11

Nobody ever listens to D. Trump, so he has to record things in writing - to clear his name, and to point out that the unfortunate things that happen to him are very rarely his fault. He has a moany sister, a mum who cooks brown goo and a dog who inhales socks. PLEASE NOTE: D. Trump sometimes has a bit of help with his writing from a lady named Jackie Marchant, who lives in north-west London.