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being summoned into The Front Room Of Doom wasn’t ominous enough in itself. What was about to happen? wondered Norm. Because something was definitely about to happen. He hadn’t just been called in to talk about the weather, or the price of flipping loft insulation. And apart from anything else, how come his dad had asked if it was him as he came in the front door? Everyone else was already there! Who did his dad think it was? The flipping Gruffalo? “Sit
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