Confessions of Georgia Nicolson (4) - 'Dancing in my nuddy
Author: Rennison, Louise
ISBN: 9780007218707
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Year First Published: 2006
Pages: 240
Dimensions: 134mm x 200mm x 17mm
Format: Paperback / softback
Description:
Brilliantly funny, Louise Rennison’s fabby fourth book on the confessions of crazy but lovable Georgia Nicolson. Now in gorgey new paperback and guaranteed to have the nation laughing their knickers off!
Phoned Jas.
“Jas?”
“Oui.”
“Do you ever get the urge?”
“Pardon?”
“You know, to flow free and wild.”
She was thinking.
“Well, sometimes, when Tom and I are alone in the house together…”
“Yes…”
“We flick each other with flannels.”
“Jas, you keep talking on the telephone and I will send out for help.”
“It’s good fun… what you do is…”
“Jas, Jas, guess what I am doing now?”
“Are you dancing?”
“Yes, I am, my strange little pal. But what am I dancing in?”
“A bowl?”
“Jas, don’t be silly. Concentrate. Try to get the image of me flowing wild and free.”
“Are you dancing in… your PE knickers?”
“Non… I am DANCING IN MY NUDDY-PANTS!!!”
And we both laughed like loons on loon tablets.
ISBN: 9780007218707
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Year First Published: 2006
Pages: 240
Dimensions: 134mm x 200mm x 17mm
Format: Paperback / softback
Description:
Brilliantly funny, Louise Rennison’s fabby fourth book on the confessions of crazy but lovable Georgia Nicolson. Now in gorgey new paperback and guaranteed to have the nation laughing their knickers off!
Phoned Jas.
“Jas?”
“Oui.”
“Do you ever get the urge?”
“Pardon?”
“You know, to flow free and wild.”
She was thinking.
“Well, sometimes, when Tom and I are alone in the house together…”
“Yes…”
“We flick each other with flannels.”
“Jas, you keep talking on the telephone and I will send out for help.”
“It’s good fun… what you do is…”
“Jas, Jas, guess what I am doing now?”
“Are you dancing?”
“Yes, I am, my strange little pal. But what am I dancing in?”
“A bowl?”
“Jas, don’t be silly. Concentrate. Try to get the image of me flowing wild and free.”
“Are you dancing in… your PE knickers?”
“Non… I am DANCING IN MY NUDDY-PANTS!!!”
And we both laughed like loons on loon tablets.
