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Saint Grizzle's school for girls, goats and random boys Title has Griszelda's crossed out and replaced with Grizzle's Summary: My mum loves penguins' bums more than me. Otherwise she'd never dump me in some stuffy old school while she heads off to the Antarctic. And it gets worse. When we arrive at St Grizelda's School for Girls, the school's had a drastic makeover. Gone are the uniforms, the rules and... er, most of the pupils and staff. In their place is total chaos. We're greeted by a bunch of stampeding eight-year-olds, a head-butting goat and a crazy head teacher wearing a plastic spoon crown