The Sleepover Matilda and the Ramsay Bunch

Hi, this is my life.

I love cooking.

They smell amazing.

My dad's a chef...

..but I think I'm already better than him.

Aah!

My name's Matilda Ramsay, but people usually call me Tilly.

Meet my...

..Mum. She wears the trousers,

and is the only one Dad's afraid of.

I am not kissing you when you're like that.

Big sister Megan.

She's all grown up now,

and crazy to get on with life.

Jack.

He's so good at sport,

he's going to be playing for Britain soon.

This is Holly.

She is determined to be

the greatest fashion designer of her generation.

Dad.

Even though he's hard on the outside,

he's soft and mushy on the inside.

And he's....QUITE a good cook, too.

Er, excuse me - how about "very"?

Matilda!

Matilda!

When you're the youngest, you have to fight to get noticed.

So, that's why I love to cook up a storm.

This is my world.

See you later, alligator.

HE CHUCKLES

We've been in LA for a few weeks now,

and I've well and truly taken over the kitchen...

..to throw some amazing parties,

and I've been keeping a blog of everything

me and my crazy family do

to share with my friends and everyone at home.

I'm having a sleepover tonight, and can't wait,

because they're such fun.

I love building indoor camps.

Having really good food, staying up all night without telling Mum.

What's that about staying up all night?

-Pardon, what were you saying?

-What was that about staying up all night?

What WAS that about staying up all night?

I don't know, I thought I heard something about,

"What makes a good sleepover - staying up all night."

I didn't hear that. Did you?

No sleeping goes on in sleepovers.

Ha-ha - no, it doesn't!

But we always have plenty to snack on,

and for tonight's sleepover, I'm making my famous chicken wings,

Californian summer rolls and glow-puds.

But the first rule of sleepovers...

no boys allowed.

My yummy chicken wings are great for sleepovers.

Everyone can tuck in and eat them with their fingers.

First job's the marinade, to give the wings an amazing flavour.

Shallots...

brown sugar...

lemon leaves...garlic...

and lemon grass.

It smells amazing.

Next, fresh coriander and a good glug of soy sauce

and rice wine vinegar.

Then, as you whizz it up,

slowly add olive oil to make a delicious-smelling paste.

-Ooh, chicken wings!

-Yep.

But sadly, Jack, you can't have any,

because it's a girls' sleepover tonight.

-Oh.

-Ha-ha! You're not even going to be here.

-Well, I'm definitely going got have some.

-Right, we're going, actually.

You can't. Where are you going?

-Cycling.

-Ah!

-Jack and I are on a mission today.

I'm getting him out of your way.

Thank you.

-See you later, Titch.

-See you later.

-Bye.

'Phew! One boy down. The other won't be so easy to get rid of.'

Morning, Matilda!

Morning, Dad.

'Here we go.'

-I'm good, thank you.

-Mm, something smells nice.

Can I have a kiss, please?

Oh!

That was a head-butt.

-You good?

-Yeah, good, thanks.

-What are you making?

-Chicken wings.

-Oh, well...don't tell Jack.

-He already knows.

-He'll be up there like a rat up a drainpipe.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

It's some onions making my eyes water.

Oh, really?

HE CHUCKLES

I've got just the thing... Stay there.

Onions may make your eyes water,

but covering your wings in this marinade will make them so tasty!

Keep them in the fridge so they marinate more.

You marinate them for about half an hour to...

Right, no more onion crying!

Look!

'Dad's a chef, but he thinks he's a comedian.'

Do you want to put them in the drawer just in case?

-No, thank you.

-OK. Do you need any help?

-No, thank you.

-Do you need an assistant?

-No.

-Right, let me know when the wings are ready.

I'm dying for a taste.

-You're not allowed them.

-I'm not allowed them?

-No.

-Seriously?

-It's girls only.

-Girls only? Really?!

That's bad. That's bad.

'I thought he'd never leave!'

Once the chicken's marinated for at least half an hour,

it's ready to cook.

Just plop them on a baking tray lined with grease-proof paper

and bung them in the oven.

25-30 minutes later, they'll come out looking like this.

They've shrunk a bit, and also their sauce has changed colour.

Now, that's what I call finger-lickin' chicken!

Mm.

There's not going to be much sleeping,

but we will be chatting and gazing at the stars,

so I've sent Megan, Holly and her best friend Elspeth off

to find out more about the sky at night.

-How are you? Pleased to meet you.

-I'm Holly.

Holly, pleased to meet you.

They've gone to the Santa Monica Planetarium,

where you can sit back and enjoy the stars at any time of the day...

When you have a planetarium, you can go, "Three, two, one..."

..with Jim - he's an astronomer and rocket scientist.

So, does America still send stuff up to space,

-like, still travel in space?

-We do. We send people up into space.

People your age will probably have a chance to do space tourism.

I mean, there are going to be people going in orbital hotels

by the time you guys are adults.

It's going to happen.

You guys got a whole solar system to explore and settle.

That may be the future,

but astronomy is one of the oldest sciences.

The ancient Greeks and Romans identified patterns of stars

called constellations they thought looked like people, objects

and animals - like the Great Bear.

That's her head, front toes and front legs, back toes and back legs.

This is telling us something about ancient constellations.

You may not see what they saw 5,000 years ago.

You're not wrong! That doesn't look like a bear.

A bear looks like this...

"I'm a bear. Ahem... A GREAT bear. Grrr."

Oops, sorry, bear!

Good job the girls are on the other side of town,

because as well as cooking,

I may have been helping myself to a few of their things.

-Hey!

-Hey, Tilly!

Look at all of this!

When the lights are off, you can see stars.

-Whoa.

-Is that my top you're wearing?

-Yeah!

Thanks for asking(!)

I did ask - yesterday. You said, "Yeah, sure."

-What are you cooking for us?

-Er, spicy chicken wings.

Jack will be happy.

Jack's not allowed them, cos it's girls only at the sleepover party.

THEY LAUGH

You're wearing my skirt, too! Show me your skirt.

-I can't reach.

-Ugh.

-OK, we've got a lot of stars to watch.

-OK, have fun.

-Bye.

-Bye!

Wardrobe raids are another rule of my sleepovers.

Wait until Holly finds out I've taken some of her stuff, too.

I don't really often tease her, but when I do, it's quite funny.

My next dish is one of their favourites...

This is rice paper.

I'm going to leave it to soak for about a minute or so.

Now for the filling -

cooked noodles loaded with herbs and flavour.

Bean sprouts, mint and basil. Holly really likes these.

Then cucumber, lettuce and tiny sticks of carrot.

These are super healthy.

And the best thing is, you can fill them with whatever you like.

I love prawns - or shrimps, as they say Stateside.

To roll it, I'm just going to bring it all back

as far back as it can go.

Then roll.

I'm folding in the corners. This is to stop everything from falling out.

I do like doing stuff like this.

It's like wrapping birthday presents.

Quite a fat one.

Mm, that looks good.

These are definitely going on my blog -

which you can find, along with some of my recipes, on the CBBC website.

There's only one thing more popular with LA girls than a sleepover,

and that's a perfect manicure.

Tilly will be very jealous.

And after looking at stars, they're off to get manicured like stars.

So, what do you guys want to do today?

-Something with stars would be great - if that's possible.

-OK.

I only really get my nails done on holiday,

because we're not really allowed them in school.

Which is boring.

In California, people get their nails done at least once a week.

# California girls

# We're unforgettable

# Daisy Dukes

# Bikinis on top... #

Pretty, huh?

# Sun-kissed skin So hot

# We'll melt your popsicle... #

I don't care what the teachers say any more.

I want them to look good.

They look really good!

Isn't it fun getting your nails done?

I love it. It's so much fun.

I think Tilly's going to really like them.

-Thank you.

-Thank you so much!

-Thank you, they're so good.

-Thank you!

The girls have been pampered and polished,

and I have a plan to light up the party with my last dish.

Jelly that glows in the dark!

Pretty perfect for my sleepover and brilliant for midnight feasts.

The secret to making it glow is a chemical called quinine.

You find it in tonic water.

This makes it glow in the dark under a black light.

This magical chemical is used in loads of medicines,

and even fluorescent lights,

and it gives tonic water and other fizzy drinks their bitter taste.

Boil the tonic water.

Then add to your jelly mix.

I'm going to make loads of different colours,

starting with blue.

Jelly comes as a powder over here, and they call it Jell-o.

Looks like the colour of the ocean.

Pretty amazing.

Once it's dissolved, top up with cold tonic water.

Then just pour into clear glass containers and leave to set.

Wow, they're looking amazing! I can't wait to see them glowing.

I'm using fresh whipped cream to top the jelly.

My two favourite things together -

jelly and whipped cream.

-Hey, Titch.

-Hey, Jack.

-What's this?

-This is glow in the dark jelly...

-Mm!

-..with whipped cream.

Oh, yeah, Titch, you're not making me

sleep in a room with those girls tonight, are you?

-You're not invited.

-Oh! OK. These need to go in the fridge.

I'm definitely going to be able to have some of the food!

I'll, like, sneak it off one of their plates.

I don't care. I'm definitely having some food.

Jack's not on the list,

but the first of my slumber party posse are back.

-Till!

-Hey.

-Hey, how are you?

Good, thanks, how are you?

-Pretty good.

-Till, look at these!

-Whoa!

They're awesome, Hol.

For the party shall we go onesies or PJs?

-Onesies!

-Both.

I really love my new onesie.

Hols, do you want to borrow a onesie?

-Can I borrow one, please?

-You gave me this onesie.

So, can I borrow a onesie?

In there - it's on the floor.

I don't remember giving that one to you.

You did, Holly. You gave it to me.

-This isn't your onesie!

-It is. I never remember giving it to you.

That's always been mine. And it always will be mine!

You don't remember anything, Holly.

She gives me things, and then she says, "No, I didn't!"

But she really did.

Otherwise it wouldn't be in my wardrobe.

Surely the biggest perk of having two older sisters

is triple the wardrobe.

But whatever our differences,

we do all love sleepovers with the rest of the girl gang.

Wow, it's pretty good, guys!

Rargh!

Jack!

-Jack, it's girls only.

-Out!

Jack, not so good.

Um, I'm quite happy I'm leaving you, by the way.

The first rule of sleepovers may be no boys,

but the second rule is, you have to gossip about them.

Isobel, do you have a boyfriend?

No.

-But you do.

-Who?

WHISTLE

THEY GASP

I do not!

No!

'Right... Food, I think.'

Chicken wings!

Whoo!

So, this is a peanut butter and chilli sauce.

-Dig in!

-Thank you.

Jack's going to be so jealous that he's not eating these.

I know. He's already tried to steal one.

I love the chicken wings. I think these are the best ones I ever had.

I had, like, four of them!

-Well done, Tilly.

-Thank you, Hol!

Can you hurry up and get some more food, please, Till?

-I'm really hungry.

-But I'm eating!

There's no rest when you're a host.

Next up, my Californian summer rolls.

Words to describe Tilly's food - sticky...

-Minty.

-Flavoursome.

-Fishy.

-Really good.

I like this one.

# We could do this all night... #

The best bit is when it gets dark, and cosying up with your buddies.

# We could do this all night... #

Look at that glow!

Whoo! They glow!

Sophie... Sophie, look.

Weurgh!

Hands up for a funny movie.

-ALL:

-Boo!

A romantic movie.

Boo!

Western movie.

Boo!

OK. Scary movie.

THEY CHEER

Hi, my name's Jacqueline, can I have some chicken, please?

LAUGHTER

Jack! Go away!

Can I have some chicken wings, please?

It's girls only, chicken wings have been eaten!

What?! Chicken wings have been eaten?

Aah! Jacqueline must go!

Yes, Jacqueline MUST go.

# ..do this all night. #

The morning after the slumber party.

I've had no sleep, and it's time to chat about food.

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

-Please.

-I don't think we slept.

Oh, wow, Tilly!

You know you grow when you sleep?

Er, well... You can still grow while you're moving.

When you sleep, you grow faster. Trust me.

Right, that looks amazing. What is that?

That's chicken wings with sweet chilli sauce

-and spicy peanut butter.

-Oh, lovely.

Come on, then, how many chicken wings did Jack devour?

-Jack wasn't allowed in.

-Oh, he wasn't allowed in? Ah!

-Smart.

-Girls only.

-Smart.

Got a little bit of sleepy dust there.

-Huh?

-Cos I'm so tired.

-I know.

So, what else?

-Well, next there is California spring rolls.

-Oh, wow.

-It was nice and healthy and light.

-Oh, nice.

I like it when they're nice and clear like that, the wraps,

-cos you can see what's inside.

-Yeah.

And then last we had glowing jellies,

which glew under the black light.

"Glew"?! Is that even a word?!

Did you put any fruit in the jellies?

Um...no, but I suppose that could be a thing.

Greengages.

No? OK. Um...sleepovers.

Dad, I love you so much,

but I'm tired. I'm going to go back to bed.