To the Keeper of the Records
The Great Big Book of World Records
London
Dear Mr Bibby
It’s freezing here in Penleydale. Even the icicles have got icicles! The snow’s taller than me in some places, and that means no school (Ace!), but also no football (Not Ace). My grandad knew it would happen. Three weeks ago a bee stung him on his knee and he came out with one of his sayings: ‘When winter bees nobble your knees, there’s bound to be a terrible freeze.’ He reckons it’ll last for ages.
Anyway, I’ve decided to make the most of it. Yesterday, I grew an icicle on the end of my nose. My best friend Matthew kept dribbling water down my conk and, as it froze, the icicle got longer and longer. It was 9.35cm long before it fell off. I’ve sent a photo as proof. Is this the Longest Nose Icicle Ever?
Best wishes
Danny Baker
PS It’s been a year since I broke my first record, and now I’ve got ten certificates on my bedroom wall, plus I helped my grandad win one too! Matthew’s been keeping track of all my attempts and, as well as getting ten world records. I also tried to break thirty-one others. Who knows, one day I might break a world record for trying to break world records!
