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Be warned, Reader, this book isn’t about a normal spice bag, nor is it about a normal boy. Quite the opposite. This book is about the Spice Bag, and our unlikely hero: a 10-year-old boy named George…It also has: A dash of adventureA sprinkle of mysteryA greasy villainAnd a talking mouseAnd then there’s Mr Spicebag’s chipper, which seems to be at the centre of everything. George is about to have the weirdest week of his life… ‘The greatest adventure about spice bags ever written!’ Chip Chipwell, The Chipper Times ‘The best book I have eaten. No competition.’ George McGorge, Competitive Eater Magazine
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Be warned, Reader, this book isn’t about a normal spice bag, nor is it about a normal boy. Quite the opposite. This book is about the Spice Bag, and our unlikely hero: a 10-year-old boy named George… It also has: A dash of adventureA sprinkle of mysteryA greasy villainAnd a talking mouseAnd then there’s Mr Spicebag’s chipper, which seems to be at the centre of everything. George is about to have the weirdest week of his life. ‘The greatest adventure about spice bags ever written!’ Chip Chipwell, The Chipper Times ‘The best book I have eaten. No competition.’ George McGorge, Competitive Eater Magazine
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The inventive, hilarious and deliciously spooky second book from Mr Spicebag author, Freddie Alexander First off, let’s get one thing clear. Monsters under the bed are real. Let me repeat. MONSTERS UNDER THE BED ARE REAL… Eleven-year-old Sam has been shipped off from her city home to the wild and windy Draymur Isle, where she lives in an old lighthouse with Granddad and his mischievous goat, Myrtle.Not all is as it seems on Draymur Island, and Granddad keeps telling Sam to put jam on her feet before bedtime to keep the monsters away. Sam thinks he might be bonkers, but then she wakes to hear an odd squelching sound coming from under the bed…Is it just Myrtle eating another one of Sam’s socks? Or are Granddad’s tales of mysterious monsters on the island true? Better get the jam, just in case!