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1 " No detective ever solved a mystery without the help of a hot jam doughnut. "
― Andy Griffiths , The 52-Storey Treehouse
2 " bearer of good news,’ says Bill, ‘but I’d better be on my way.’ He "
3 " remind "
4 " scooter back down the path he’s cleared to our front door and disappears into the overgrown forest. ‘I had the most amazing dream while we were asleep,’ says Terry. ‘I dreamed we added another 13 "
5 " magnifying glass. “Thanks,” says Terry. “I needed that.” “Don’t mention it,” I say. “That’s what friends are for. Come on! To the flying fried-egg car!” We jump in and pull the yolk down tightly over the top of us. I press EXTRA SIZZLE on the control panel … and we take off through the concealed flying fried-egg car hatch in the top of the detective agency. We fly through Mr. Big Nose’s window and park next to his bookshelf. Terry takes out the two biggest magnifying glasses and starts looking "
6 " a rocket-powered carrot-launcher, "
7 " a haunted house, "
8 " buttock, "
9 " Hey, I know,’ says Terry. ‘Why don’t "
10 " She wasn’t "
11 " waves to surf … "
12 " my Ninja Snails. ‘Watch this!’ ‘Attack!’ ‘Fly! "
13 " otherwise "
14 " Beats me. "
15 " Don’t mention it,” I say. “That’s what friends are for. Come on! To the flying fried-egg car! "
16 " dance contest … "
17 " You’re going to come with "