Well what a day that was. I remember I was hurrying (as quickly as I could) past the Museum of Childhood, when I heard some unmistakable noises coming out of the window. And sure enough, a quick peek inside and there they were, the Clangers! We had a jolly good old chat about the old days; I especially enjoyed our discussions about boat building and the different ways of knocking together a dustbin lid.
Whilst in the neighbourhood I felt I really must pay a visit to Pogles Wood and catch up with that fellow curmudgeon Mr Pogle – a chap I have always admired. We put the world to rights and thankfully that pesky squirrel Tog let me get a word in edgeways.
They asked me to have another word with that evil witch but I fear I may have aggravated the situation by suggesting she tidied herself up a bit….
before paying my respects to that dozy old ball of fluff Bagpuss and those very skilled little mice that tolerate him:
All in all, a good day out, killing two birds with one stone and all that…… I might even go back there (if I ever find my way out of this maze…. I think it said Memory Lane or something back there….)