The Boy in the Dress No Hugging ennis was different.When he looked in the mirror he saw an ordinary twelve-year-old boy. But he felt different – his thoughts were full of colour and poetry,though his life could be very boring.The story I am going to tell you begins here, in Dennis’s ordinary house on an ordinary street in an ordinary town. His house was nearly exactly the same as all the others in the street. One house had double glazing, another did not. One had a gravel drive, another had crazy paving. One had a Vauxhall Cavalier in the drive, another a Vauxhall Astra. Tiny differences that only really pointed out the sameness of everything