I do remember Mr Pastry, now that you've mentioned him. But the one I remember most is Muffin the Mule, on a Sunday I think. Mum loved him as well.
One of our boys used to be scared of Bagpuss as he woke up. They used to watch Trumpton, Camberwick Green, The Woodentops, The Herbs, all sorts of lovely programmes.
When we moved here, there was a small piece of wild scrubland that the children called Pogles Wood.
It's still there and I hope it is never built on
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Will Labour backing rejoining be the āendā or the āmakingā of them??


