A gentle beginning

After a busy festive season, it's time to go back to a semblance of normality. I'm a bit slow to get going though which is why I'm posting this a bit late this week. I hope you'll forgive me. I'll go back to my normal day next week.

As I've had a sleepy start, I thought I'd begin the year with a cheerful poem about a sleepy cat, inspired by one of my favourite childhood TV programmes. So if you, too, are a child of the seventies, this is for you...

Old Saggy Cloth Cat

Bagpuss is a cat who sleeps all day
Until Emily comes with a toy to play
She sets down a thing
And she starts to sing
The song isn’t long
Then Emily is gone
The thing has been lost
For Emily to find
And bring to Bagpuss
For he is kind
He slowly wakes and his friends wake too
They all yawn and stretch and decide what to do
The mice on the mouse organ
They look at the thing
The set to fix it
And work as they sing
The carved wooden woodpecker
At the end of the books
Is Professor Yaffle
As clever as he looks
He hops off his perch
And comes down to see
He looks at the thing
And tells what it should be
The mice they work hard
To make the thing right
Charlie Mouse tests it
But the fit is too tight
Madeleine the ragdoll
She then sings a song
While Gabriel the toad
With his banjo plays along
The mice try again
And repair as they should
The thing is soon fixed
And now it is good
Bagpuss yawns
There’s been so much to do
He settles to sleep
And his friends sleep too
They slumber in peace
After a day that’s been long
Until Emily comes next
With a thing and a song.