Billionaire Bairn: Billionaire Boy in Scots

Billionaire Bairn: Billionaire Boy in Scots

Language: English

Pages: 288

ISBN: 184502995X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Ken Joe Spud? He's the warld's richest boay! He's got his ain Formula Yin racin caur and a rollercoaster in the back gairden. He's sae rich he maks paper aeroplanes oot o fifty poond notes and blaws his neb on them as weel. Joe Spud has awthin a laddie could ever want, but his money cannae buy the yin thing he really needs: a freend. . . Read David Walliams hilarious and touching story about the world's richest and loneliest lad, now in Scots for the first time.

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bein in chairge o a schuil, but he wis hermless enough. “Walk, dinnae rin!” he mummled. Even awfie auld dominies are fond o their catchphrases. Hurlin himsel alang the corridor tae the clessroom whaur Miss Nippit wis waitin, Joe realised hauf the schuil wis follaein him. He even heard somebody shout, “Haw, BahookieWheech Boay!” Nothin dauntit, he pushed on, brustin intae the clessroom. The Carline wis haudin her watch in her haun. “I’ve got it, Miss Nippit!” Joe annoonced. “Ye’re five

she’s yer stupit girlfreend and she’s ainly seeven year aulder than me!” “Hoo daur ye!” bealed Mr Spud. “Say ye’re sorry.” Joe defiantly held his wheesht. “I said, ‘say sorry’!” yowled Mr Spud. “Nut!” yowled Joe. “Go tae yer rooms!” Joe pushed back his chair, makkin as muckle clatter as possible, and stramped up the stair, while the staff pretendit no tae see. He sat on the edge o his bed and cradelt himsel in his airms. It wis a lang, lang time since onybody had cooried him, sae he

tae him.” “Och naw.” “We fell oot when I peyed some bullies tae lea him alane. I thocht I wis helpin him, but he got aw crabbit aboot it.” Raj noddit slowly. “Ye ken, Joe...” he said slowly. “It doesnae soond as though whit ye did tae Boab is aw that different tae whit yer faither did tae you.” “Mibbe I am a speylt brat,” Joe telt Raj. “Jist like Boab said.” “Haivers,” said Raj. “Ye did a stupit thing, and ye hae tae apologise. And if Boab has ony sense, he will forgie ye. I can see that yer

and diamond-encrustit gowf clubs. Raj stoapped the bike and Joe lowped oot o the basket and ran up the muckle stane steps. Sapphire wis hurryin oot in a pair o eediotically high heels, laden doon wi a muckle suitcase and hunners o haunbags. “Oot o meh road!” she hished. “Whaur’s ma da?” demandit Joe. “Eh dinnae ken and eh dinnae care! The eejit has loast aa o ees money!” As she ran doon the steps, the heel o her shoe broke aff and she taen a tummle. The case dunted aff the stane flair and

loast them,” whuspered Boab. “Is that the Gubbs?” spiered Joe. “Wheesht. Keep yer voice doon!” “Sorry,” whuspered Joe. “Aye, it’s the Gubbs.” “The yins that bully ye?” “Aye. They’re identical twins. Dave and Sue Gubb.” “Sue? Yin o them’s a lassie?” Joe could sweer that when he’d turnt aroond and seen the twins follaein them, baith o them had gey hairy coupons. “Coorse she’s a lassie,” said Boab, as if Joe wis some kind o eejit. “Then they cannae be identical,” whuspered Joe. “I mean, if

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