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The size of the gap between the bookshelf and the wall through which the two original carriages of the train setup must have been squeezed didn't ever look big enough, so I wasn't expecting to find them behind the shelves when I finished emptying them, untethered them from the wall and lugged them upstairs. We'd assumed that the trains were lost to an early experiment in reaching-up-to-put-things-in-the-bin, which is probably where the blue magnetic elephant went around the same time. The wingpiglet appeared to recognise them despite not having seen them for over a year but did not admit to having put them behind the shelf using the ability to comprehensibly speak which he lacked when he decided to hide them.

It must be thirty years or more since I saw the episode of Bagpuss in which the song is about the Bony King of Nowhere but it was instantly recognisable and had that thing where you know that you almost remember the words just after you hear them when you hear something you knew but had forgotten you knew. Very odd. I'd only watched a couple of episodes of Noggin the Nog when poking about the internet in the immediate aftermath but as the wingpiglet received (at our request) a DVD of three of Postgate's finest for christmas I'll get to know them all over again. At the moment he seems to definitely prefer Ivor (as Madeleine goes on a bit during the expositional sections of Bagpuss and the Clangers don't have trains or elephants in) but will still be restricted in how much he can see, even though telly produced before I was born is inifinitely preferable to the shoutygarbage being produced after his birth.