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Going to school isn't very exciting, is it? Well for Fizzlebert Stump it's a whole new adventure because he lives in a circus. He is usually found training to be a strongman, or being taught history by a magician, or playing football with a sea lion, but not today. After being lost in the woods and mistaken for a very rude girl, here he is, at the back of the class confusing the teacher. Will anyone believe Fizz is telling the truth? Can he find his way back to the circus? Or will he be forced to sit up straight and pay attention forever?

Fizzlebert Stump lives in a travelling circus. But although he gets to hang around with acrobats, play the fool with clowns, and put his head in a lion's mouth every night, he's the only kid there - and he's bored. But then Fizz decides to join a library, and life suddenly gets a lot more exciting, when a simple library card application leads to him being kidnapped by a pair of crazed pensioners! Will he ever see the circus again?

Fizzlebert Stump lives in a circus. His mum's a clown, his best friend is a bearded boy, and he sticks his head in a lion's mouth every night. Other than that, he's pretty normal. When Fish the sea lion goes missing Fizzlebert tracks down the runaway beast to the Aquarium, with its piratical owner Admiral Spratt-Haddock, invisible octopus, and colour-coded fish. But the Aquarium has problems of its own. Fish (not Fish the sea lion, fish. Keep up.) are going missing, and the Admiral blames the circus.

Fizzlebert Stump's second adventure. The bearded Barboozul family are the new stars of Fizz's circus. Their act is full of magic, mystery, fear and fun. And it's nice to have another boy around, even if he is a bit...hairy round the chin. But then things start going wrong. The lion loses his dentures. The clowns lose their noses. The Ringmaster loses his temper. And the circus is about to lose its licence.

When the ringmaster sells Fizz's circus to the mysterious Mr Pinkbottle, disaster strikes! All the acts who aren't fired are forced to work in his supermarket. Not an easy task at all if your only skill is plate-spinning or being a trapeze artist, or indeed a sea lion! Will the ex-circus performers adjust to their new lives as shop assistants, or will Fizz find a way to save them all?

Fizzlebert Stump lives in a circus and it's the great Circus of Circuses competition, but Fizzlebert Stump has no act. He's no longer the Boy Who Puts His Head In The Lion's Mouth (the lion retired) and putting his head in a crocodile's mouth instead didn't work out for some reason. Can Fizz find a new act in time? A story of circus rivalry, learning who you really are, and the problem of oddly shaped vegetables. Brilliantly bonkers and perfect for fans of Mr Gum and Lemony Snicket.

"Gyldendals lyttebøger for de største" er en serie af lydbøger skrevet og fortalt til børn og unge i alderen 10 til 12 år. Historierne er spændende og medrivende – nogle gange uhyggelige, og skrevet til dem, der gerne vil have lidt "kød på historierne". Djævlebo er Doom Towns værste spøgelseshus. Alle i byen kender det. Engang udlovede kanal 7+ en dusør på tusind dask til den, der turde sove én nat i huset. Ham, der prøvede, er ikke set siden. Man mener, at sengen åd ham! Og nu er damens kat sidst set derinde. Jeg fortryder lidt, at jeg sagde ja til den sag.

Sue skal synge til Don Gelatis fødselsdag. Hun skal være et syngende telegram, der kommer op af en kage som en trold af en en æske. Dick elsker det dér med en trold i en æske.
'Nu ved jeg, hvordan vi får Don Gelati i fedtefadet,' siger han. Jack Stump ved ikke rigtig, hvad det er for et fedtefad, han taler om. Men han har på fornemmelsen, at de nemt selv kunne havne i det. Lix: 18
Dette er det niende Jack Stump-eventyr.

Gyldendals lyttebøger for de største er en serie af lydbøger skrevet og fortalt til børn og unge i alderen 10 til 12 år. Historierne er spændende og medrivende – nogle gange uhyggelige, og skrevet til dem, der gerne vil have lidt ”kød på historierne”. Fnug-fri er en net lille by, men der er alt for rent. Ikke det mindste lille stykke papir flyder nogen steder. Ingen cigaret-skod. Ikke engang en klat tyggegummi. Der er ikke bare rent. Der er uhyggeligt rent!

'Fruen beder os tage plads i en sofa og vil vide, om vi kan udrydde alle slags skadedyr. Jeg ved ikke helt, hvad hun mener med 'alle slags'. Det er næppe katten i hendes skød, hun taler om. Wulf smiler og siger, at det eneste, vi ikke kan udrydde, er rotter på loftet. 'Det drejer sig nu ikke om rotter,' siger damen. 'Men mus.' Magiske Dick og Jack Stump er blevet skadedyrs-bekæmpere. Og det er mindst lige så farligt som at være detektiv.