DANNY BROWN BOOKS
Danny is a bundle of trouble – for Mum and Dad, for his baby sister Susie, and especially for Granny. He’s trouble at school too.
Whatever will he do next?
DANNY BROWN BOOKS Y BROWN DANNAND THE
WSON BRIANÓG BRADY DA
DANNY BROWN AND THE
BRIANÓG BRADY DAWSON ILLUSTRATED BY MICHAEL CONNOR COLOURING BY ALAN NOLAN
For my darling, Anna – a constant inspiration. This edition first published 2017 by The O’Brien Press Ltd. 12 Terenure Road East, Rathgar, Dublin 6, D06 HD27, Ireland. Tel: +353 1 492 3333 Fax: +353 1 492 2777 Email: books@obrien.ie Website: www.obrien.ie Originally published as part of the O’Brien Panda series1999; Reprinted 2000, 2003, 2005, 2007, 2010, 2011, 2012. ISBN 978-1-84717-880-0 Copyright for text © Brianóg Brady Dawson Copyright for editing, illustrations, layout and design © The O’Brien Press Ltd All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or utilised in any way or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without permission in writing from the publisher. 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 22 21 20 19 18 17 16 Typesetting, layout, editing, design: The O‘Brien Press Ltd Illustrations: Michael Connor Printed and bound in Poland by Białostockie Zakłady Graficzne S.A. The paper in this book is produced using pulp from managed forests.
Danny Brown strikes again ...
Me?
Danny Brown looked at his toothbrush. The bristles were bent and twisted. ‘That brush is no good anymore,’ said Mum. ‘Put it in the bin.’
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No more silly brushing. Yippee!
Danny was delighted. He hated brushing his teeth.
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‘My teeth are never dirty,’ Danny said. ‘I always lick them clean.’
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Sweets … chocolate … gimmee!
Later, Granny came to visit. She smiled at Danny. ‘Look what I’ve got for you,’ she said. 9
Granny opened her bag. She took out a bright, new, shiny, yellow toothbrush. Yikes! Not another toothbrush!
Danny was not pleased. I’m going to get rid of this toothbrush, he thought. 10
But he smiled sweetly. ‘Thanks, Granny,’ he said. ‘It’s so shiny! I’ll take it upstairs right now.’
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Danny went upstairs. He hated his new toothbrush. He hit the handle on the stairs. He hit it very hard. But the handle didn’t break.
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‘Hey you, Hairy Face!’ said Danny. ‘I’m going to destroy you.’ Hairy-Faced Monster!
Suddenly Danny had a
wonderful idea. ‘The loo,’ he said. ‘I’ll flush it down the loo.’ 13
He dashed into the bathroom. He looked at his new toothbrush. ‘You’re dead!’ he said. Danny smiled. Then he lifted the toilet lid. 14