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Publié par

Wacky Bee Books

Date de parution

01 août 2019

Nombre de lectures

EAN13

9780995697256

Langue

English

Poids de l'ouvrage

4 Mo

In this second book, football-loving Dougal Daley once again finds himself on the wrong side of almost everyone. Someone has stolen his pet tarantula, Sybil (named after his sister – they both have very hairy legs), and she (the spider, not the sister) is being held to ransom. Dougal must fulfill the kidnapper’s demands before poor Sybil is tortured...one leg at a time!

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Publié par

Wacky Bee Books

Date de parution

01 août 2019

EAN13

9780995697256

Langue

English

Poids de l'ouvrage

4 Mo

Children's literature

Books by Jackie Marchant

Dougal Daley  It’s Not My Fault!

Dougal Daley  Where’s My Tarantula?

First published 2013 by Macmillan Children’s Books This edition published in 2017 by Wacky Bee Books Shakespeare House, 168 Lavender Hill, London SW11 5TG www.wackybeebooks.com

The right of Jackie Marchant and Loretta Schauer to be identiIed as the author and illustrator of this work has been asserted by them in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without prior permission of the copyright holder.

This is a work of Iction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used Ictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

ISBN 978-0-9956972-5-6

British Library Cataloguing in Publication Data A CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library

Typeset by Aimee Dewar at Head & Heart Book Design Printed by Svet Print, Slovenia

For Ken and his guide dog Terry  JM

For Daniel, again. From Aunty L

To my favourite tarantula, Sybil  I’ll never forget you. To my unfavourite sister, Sibble  youhavegot hairy legs!  D.D

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I’ve just had a phone

call from Mr Wellington,

President of the London

Zoological Association.

One of his jobs is to

rescue poor exotic

creatures who have been

stolen by crooks like our

ex-neighbour Lysander

Witzel. Sometimes Mr

Wellington asks people

to look after one of his

Dougal Daley,

known to his

friends as Dougie

the brilliant

goalkeeper, is

a good-looking

boy, who attends

Ocklesford Junior

School.

creatures until he can return them or înd

them a new home. Today he called me to

ask if I would like to look after one of his

creatures!

He emailed me a list of possibilities:

I thought Bilbo the bearded dragon looked

particularly interesting. He’s a lizard, not a

real dragon, but he has a great beard.

Then I saw a name that leaped from the list

and saidDon’t look after the others, look

after me!Her name is Sybil, pronounced

Sibble, just like my sister. But this Sybil is

much more beautiful than my sister.

This Sybil is a rare and very large spider.

Sybil is a Goliath bird-eating spider, the

largest type of tarantula there is. She’s the

size of a dinner plate and has eight very

hairy legs.

I’ve told Mr Wellington that Sybil is the

creature for me and I can’t wait until she

arrives!

Comments:

SufferingSister said:

Dougal Daley is the biggest liar in history.

He needs his eyes testingif he thinks

he’s good-looking. This

is what he’s really like –

messy, smelly, incredibly

annoying. He’s the worst brother any sister

could have. There is absolutely NO WAY he

will be allowed to have a creature in the

house, let alone a tarantula. He probably

hasn’t even asked Mum and Dad.

Regards,

Sybil.

Guess what? I’ve just had a ride in Dad’s new sports car. When I say new, it’s actually at least fifteen years old. He’s always wanted a red Ferrari and this will be the closest he’ll ever get  as the car is red, though definitely not a Ferrari. Mum let him buy it with the last of the money Gran left when she died. Mum thought it would be a good idea if he had his own car for his windowcleaning

business, but I don’t think she meant him to get a sports car. ‘How are you going to get your ladders on it?’ she asked. ‘I’ll think of something,’ he said. ‘Fancy a spin, Dougie?’

It was great. Despite the terrible weather we had the top down and I waved at everyone as we went past. No one noticed though, they were too busy trying to get out of the rain. But I did see Angela Sweeter dashing into Nippy News with her mum. I think she turned round to look at me before she went in. Then I recognized someone standing

outside Speedy Sports. He looked up as we

went past, but I stopped waving, so I could give him a filthy look instead. It was none other than Stan Witzel, son of the crook Lysander who used to live next door. When we got home, I was absolutely soaked. Dad offered Sibble a ride but she refused to get her hair wet or blown about. ‘But it might improve it,’ I said. ‘Just because you enjoy looking like a drowned rat doesn’t mean I do,’ she said. ‘Anyway, Mr Wellington rang and I had a nice long chat with him. Now Mum wants to know why you think you are going to bring a tarantula into the house.’ My sneaky sister has ruined my plans. Mum has told me to contact Mr Wellington and tell him that I can’t have Sybil to stay after all. ‘She’s right,’ said Dad. ‘We don’t need

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