Two Weeks with the Queen
by Morris Gleitzman
Dear Your Majesty the Queen,I need to speak to you urgently about my brother Luke. He's got cancer and the doctors in Australia are being really slack. If I could borrow your top doctor for a few days I know he/she would fix things up in no time. Of course Mum and Dad would pay hi/her fares even if it meant selling the car of getting a loan. Please contact me at the above address urgently.Yours sincerely,Colin Mudford.PS: This is not a hoax. Ring the above number and Aunty Iris will tell you. Hang up if a man answers.If you want something done properly, Colin reckons, go straight to the top!After all, if the Queen can't help, who can?