Disclaimer: Quite clearly I am not Louise Rennison. If I was, I wouldn't post my ideas of geniosity on the internet! I don't own Georgia, just the mayhem I make her create!
A Note from Georgia
My Dearest Pallies, (And Hamburger-a-gogo Groovesters!)
Well, I am back! It is because I luuurve you all dearly that I un-strap myself from the rack of love, crawl out of my bed of pain and give you 'Stop! In the Name of Pants!'
Finally! I hear you cry, but as I have explained to anyone who will listen, i.e. no one, it is so vair, vair tiring being the girlfriend of a Luuurve God and constantly being on high glamosity alert, should he reappear from Pizza-a-gogo Land to whisk me away!
How can I be expected to listen to Jas prat on about voles and owl poo, and still have the time to create diaries of genius, literarywise?
I only pray to Our Lord Sandra and the almighty Buddha that they give me the strength to carry on!
Luuurve,
Georgia xxx
Ps. it seems that the Hamburgese are still struggling with Ye Old English, such as 'chuddie' (Chewing Gum) and 'geogers' (Geography). So, out of the kindness of my heart, Yours Truly has added a glossary (a collection of words, you tits) at the back of the book. Let it never be said that I am ignorant of Loon Culture.
So, we are away laughing on a fast camel!