My name is not actually Penny Dreadful. It is Penelope Jones. The Dreadful bit is my dad’s JOKE. But I do not see the funny side. Plus it is not even true that I am dreadful. It’s just that sometimes my BRILLIANT IDEAS™ don’t work out completely brilliantly. Like I didn’t mean for my cousin to end up bald and covered in superglue, and I also didn’t mean to steal our neighbour’s dog and make him speak Russian. It’s not my fault. I can’t help it. I’m just a Magnet for Disaster…

(Short Listed for the 2011 Roald Dahl Funny Prize)

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