Everyone in the class wanted to try out Ben’s crutches. And everyone wanted to sign his cast. The gargoylz hadn’t left much room with their paw marks but they managed somehow.
Then Mr Widget came over. He was full of boring facts about how they make plaster of Paris – which is what they used to put on broken bones a hundred years ago when he was a boy. And then he went on about how crutches should be measured. Then suddenly he noticed the marks on Ben’s cast. Mr Widget got really excited. He grabbed a magnifying glass and started inspecting the paw prints saying that he was sure that they’d been made by the Allogonian lizard that was extinct! We couldn’t tell him that Azzan had made them and that he wasn’t an Allogonian lizard but a stone gargoyle dragon! Ben had to pretend that he’d drawn them.
But it gave us an idea for a trick. Just before school, Azzan, Jelly and Enoch slipped into Mr Widget’s classroom, spilled flour all over the floor and then left their prints all over the place. We could hear Mr Widget from the school gates. He was telling Mrs Hogsbum that there was an escaped Allogonian lizard, a pterodactyl and an owl loose in the school. Mrs Hogsbum said that was outrageous and they’d all broken School rule number 3803 – escaped extinct creatures, extinct flying reptiles and nocturnal birds must not leave footprints on classroom floors!
Poor Mr Widget. He telephoned the local paper to come and see but by the time they arrived, Mr Bucket had swept up all the mess. The reporter took his picture and wrote a story about teachers going mad in Oldeacre Primary School.
Jelly has written a poem about it.

See the prints upon the floor
Claws and paws, claws and paw
Make the teacher scream and shout
Can’t see what the fuss is over, it’s only prints.

Hey it’s just one month to Christmas! See you all in December.

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The circus tricks didn’t quite go as well as they should have done. When Max tried juggling we lost all the balls over next door’s. He tried again with plant pots and they flew over the fence too. Then we both had a go with the apples that had fallen off the tree but they ended up in the neighbour’s garden too. Max’s mum came out then so the gargoylz had to hide in the flowerbeds. Mum was a bit cross when she found the apples had all disappeared and she kept asking what the funny noises were coming out of the bushes. We pretended we couldn’t hear any gargoyle giggling. In the end she went in saying she’d better get her ears checked.
As we couldn’t do any more juggling we thought we’d have a go at tightrope walking. We tied a rope to the fences on each side of Max’s garden and the gargoylz showed us how to walk along and not lose our balance. Well it’s okay for them. They’re used to scampering about on the church roof. And they’re not as heavy as us. Max couldn’t even get on the tightrope! Then it was my turn. I was sure I was going to do it easy peasy. I jumped on, got my legs tangled in the rope and fell off. Then I found I couldn’t get up. My leg was really hurting.
Anyway, Max’s mum phoned my mum and she came round and took me off to hospital. Of course Max came too (So did the gargoylz. They hid in Mum’s car boot)
I hopped in to casualty and Max found me a wheelchair and wheeled me round the corridors! Awesome! I suddenly realised I was going faster and faster and when I turned round Max wasn’t pushing any more. It was Neb. I could just see his outline. Anyway a nurse told me off. Well it wasn’t my fault but I couldn’t tell her a camouflaged gargoyle was making me go too fast.
When it was my turn to have an X-ray there was a tall man and a small child in front of me. They were both wrapped up in hospital gowns and hats. The child suddenly gave me a wink and I realised it wasn’t a child at all. It was Barney. Off he went and the next minute there was a lot of fuss from the X-ray room. We could hear people shouting that the child didn’t have any bones! Well of course not. Gargoylz don’t need bones. While they were all shouting Barney sneaked out chuckling.
Then it was the man’s turn. Soon there was a lot more shouting and the man ran out. He gave us a bow and rushed off down the corridor. It was Rufus – in his skeleton form. Well, they wanted to see bones and they didn’t even need to X-ray Rufus to see his. Some people are never happy.
When I’d had my X-ray it turned out that – bad news – I’d broken a small bone in my ankle, but good news – I got a plaster cast to wear (and crutches to hop about with!) When we got back home Max signed the cast and drew a picture of me falling off the tightrope – and the gargoylz crept into the lounge put their paw marks on it.
Better hop off now. Miss Bleet says a broken leg does not stop me doing my homework. Huh! I’ll have to think of a way out of this, with the help of the gargoylz…

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Last Saturday was AWESOME! It was even better than last year’s display at the church. The gargoylz were all there – even Theo, who is terrified of fireworks! He hid under the roundabout in the playground and watched from there. While the fireworks were whizzing about, there was a stall where people were cooking sausages and baked potatoes and all sorts of yummy food for afterwards.
While everyone was ooo-ing and ahh-ing over the display I suddenly saw Barry Price – the Basher – sneak up to the sausage stall and nick a great big handful – and he has very big hands! He ran off to the playground and stuffed his face. I told Ben and as soon as the display had finished we went off after him. I had A PLAN. First we went on the swings. Of course Barry came along and pushed us off so he could have a go. Next we got on the climbing frame and guess what – Barry kicked us off there as well so he could have it to himself. So then we got on the roundabout. Barry immediately ran up and threw us off. He sat on it and smirked at us while he stuffed his face with his last sausage.
“That’s not fair!” I said so that Barry could hear. “He won’t let us have a go but he’s not even making it go round.”
“Of course not!” said the Basher. “I get sick on roundabouts and then I can’t eat – and I want to eat all the sausages – and all the potatoes – and all the cakes.”
“Then you’d better make sure it doesn’t move,” I said very loudly so that Theo could hear.
Theo was brilliant. The roundabout started moving straight away! By the time Barry realised what was happening it was going too fast for him to jump off. We waved goodbye and left him looking green and clinging on. We got in the queue for food and counted up our money. Nan had given us some to spend and when we put our pocket money with it we found we’d got enough to buy sausages and potatoes and cakes for us and all the gargoylz.
As we staggered off with our feast to find our stony friends, the Basher ran past clutching his stomach. “Hi, Barry!” we called cheerily. “Want a sausage?” Well, we were only being friendly but he gave us a very dirty look. I don’t know why. We sat on the roundabout with the gargoylz and ate until we were full to bursting. (We gave Theo extra, of course, as he’d helped us with our trick) Then we played hide-and-seek until it was time to go home. Zack won, of course, as he kept popping invisible!
Better go now. Ben and I are going to do some circus tricks in the garden with the gargoyz. Awesome!

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We didn’t mind about going back to school as it was Halloween and we all dressed up as spooky things and couldn’t do any work. Well, it’s hard when you’re dressed in a sheet with a couple of eye holes. And Max kept his skeleton mask on in all the lessons so he couldn’t even see the sums he was meant to be doing. Miss Bleet said we’d have to work harder the next day.
Anyway, Halloween night was awesome. Mum said we couldn’t have a big party as it was a school night. She had no idea that it was a big party because we had our secret guests – the gargoylz!
Tea was fingers dipped in blood! They were really chips, carrots, celery, all sorts of things cut to look like fingers, with tomato sauce. In fact there were a lot of vegetables and Mum was really pleased when we asked for seconds. She didn’t realise that there were a bunch of stony friends hiding under the table helping us to eat them.
But because we’d eaten so many vegetables – or so she thought – she said we could have extra spiders for dessert!
We had to make the spiders first which was fun but not easy when your bossy older sister keeps coming into the kitchen and moaning at you. The gargoylz had to hide every time and they started to grumble loudly enough for her to hear which made her very suspicious. Luckily Bart burped some of his spiders around her feet and she ran out screaming that we’d made real spiders and she wouldn’t come back into the kitchen for the rest of the evening. Mum and Dad were watching a film so the gargoylz were able to sit on the kitchen table. We stuffed our faces with spiders and told ghost stories/jokes.
Here’s one from Bart.
What is a ghost’s favourite game?
Hide and shriek!

Azzan has just reminded me that we should let you into the secret of our edible spiders. We used chocolate digestives, fruit strings, red jam and jelly cake decorating sweets. You put a choccy biscuit on a plate, chocolate side down. Then you smear it with jam for blood (though chocolate spread is good too) and arrange four fruit strings across so that it looks like four legs each side. Then you put another biscuit on top, chocolate side up and stick it down on the jam. Now it looks like it has eight legs. You can make a face on top with the jellies and then enjoy! And you will because they are scrummy.

Tomorrow night we’re going to the park for a mega firework display. The gargoylz can’t wait. Nor can we!!!

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