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Those cracks in the pavement,
as everyone knows,
must not be stepped on.
Not even a toe should venture to try it.
Don't laugh, it's quite true.
Let me tell you the story of Brian McGrew
who jumped on a crack with an 'I don't care' grin.
At once, the crack opened.
The boy was dragged in by a large scaly hand.
He had time for onr shriek, then vanished entirely.
Gone for a week he was found in Australia,
as mad as a hatter.
So don't say that avoiding the cracks doesn't matter.
Just hop, skip and jump, thats all you need to do,
while remembering the story of Brian MacGrew.

by Marian Swinger.


Copy, Print and Colour


Faster than Fairies

Robert Louis Stevenson

Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches ;
And charging along like troops in a battle,
All throughh the meadows the horses and cattle.
All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain ;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.
Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles ;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes ;
And there is the green  for stringing the daisies !
Here is a cart run away in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill and there is a river :
Each a glimpse and gone for ever.





Out in the blackness a globe of fire ;
          Out of the silence a clank and roar ;
          Out of the restfulness, dead before,
 A mad rush, monstrous in strength and ire :
A spangle of sparks on night's dark dress ;
                 A tempest of cinders, whirlwind tossed ;
 An echo dying - in distance lost ;
Thus comes and passes the Night Express
diddilydeedotsdreamland .

The Earthern Pot and the Iron Pot
The Iron Pot made a suggestion
to the Earthen Pot - an excursion!

The latter declined,
for he must mind the hearth, and further, he went
on, the slightest accident
like falls or hits
and he'd come home in bits.
"But you," he said of tougher skin,
"needn't feel held in."
"I'll be you're body guard,
should you knock into something hard."
Replied the other. "Being tougher
I'll come between and be a buffer."
So reasurred the earthen pot agreed
he would go where chance might lead
and side by stride they strode
on their three-legged way along the road.

Needless to say, within a hundred paces
jostling in the path's uneven places
the earthen pot soon felt his friend
lurch into him and, battered
more than once, he shattered.
He had no reason to complain.
It's obvious that, in the main,
we should keep with our own kind
or like him, suffer an unhappy end.


You are invited  to sail away with lots of little songs from lots of wonderful people xxx




Llanfair PG train station

Midi: There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays

Choo, choo went the train,
Splish, splash through the rain.
Clickity clack down the track,
Going there, coming back.
Across the platform, along the line,


Barmouth to Fairbourne

I like to see it lap the miles,
    And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
    And then. prodigious, step
Fairbourne to Barmouth
Around a pile of mountains,
    And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
    And then a quarry pare
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
    Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;Train going to China
    Then chase itself downhill;

And neigh like Boanerges;
    Then, punctual as a star,

Stop ~ docile and omnipotent ~
    At its own stable doors.

A Steam train in Llangollen, North Wales.
This little poem was written by Emily Dickinson,
She describes the sounds and behaviour of the train
in the mountainous districts as it runs along the lines.
It is one of those strange poems that never rhyme.

the miniature railway from Barmouth Ferry to Fairbourne
Boats, Trains and Aeroplanes

The Lost Lunch

Bob didn't wast a minute,                                He took a third class ticket,
A taxi cab he called,                                             But had some time to wait,
The hampers with the lunch and tea       So sat upon the lunch and tea
Into the cab he hauled.                                    As if enthroned in state.
"Drive to the station!" to the man               But in the end, with smiling face
He said, "As quickly as you can."                He safely reached the picnic place.

His people were delighted,
They cheered till they were hoarse.
Mamma was glad; "her little lad
must stay," she said, "of course."
The hero of the day was he
And had a splendid lunch and tea.
Barmouth & Fairbourne Miniature Railway
Jessie Pope

The last of the Jessie Pope rhymes is placed a little bit farther down this page. Enjoy and don't forget to read about this remarkable lady in
Molly Minstrel's Concert Party

Flat Stanley in Llangollen on Sunday
Hello this is me, Flat Stanley again. Just thought I would set you a little quiz about Thomas the Tank Engine. I am sure you will all be able to do it. I found it in the carriage on the Heritage Train we went on. It's rather fun. I thought you might like to see the longest railway station name in Wales, isn't it fantastic. I bet you don't know what it means?
Neither do I, Diddily wouldn't tell me, she said to look it up when I get back home to Kent and Ben.



         F     P      E     R     C     Y     S    K     F     B

         A     W    J      R     O    V     E     R    T     E

         T     T     D     F     G     H     J     K     L     N

         C     A     H     X     Z     C    B     I      L     L 

         O    K      J     O     G     F     D    S     A     P 

        N    I      U     Y     M     R    E     W    Q     G

        T     K     L     M     M     A     B    V     C     O

         R    G     F      D    S     A     S     W    E     R

        O    A     J      A     M     E     S     A    G     D

        L     Q     W    K     I      U     H     B    V     O

       L      K     I       S     T     O     B      Y     B     N

       E     A     R     E     W    Q     Z      X      X     C

        R     U     D      I      E     S     E     L      J      L

These are the names of the ten  "Thomas the Tank"  Characters

Ivor the Engine


This is Ivor the Engine, it also lives in the same place as Thomas the Tank and the Heritage Train which Nanna, Peter and Diddily came on, with me on Sunday.


The Wheels on the Bus go Round and Round

wheels of the bus   The wheels on the bus go round and round,
   round and round, round and round.
   The wheels on the bus go round and round,
   all through the town.

wheels of the bus
   The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep;
   Beep, beep, beep; Beep, beep, beep.
   The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep,
   all through the town..

wheels of the bus   The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish;
   Swish, swish, swish; Swish, swish, swish.
   The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish,
   all through the town.

wheels of the bus
   The conductor on the bus goes, chink, chink, chink;
   Chink, chink, chink; Chink, chink, chink.
   The conductor on the bus goes, chink, chink, chink,
   all through the town.

wheels of the bus   The driver on the bus says, "move along please,
   move along please, move along please."
   The driver on the bus says, "move along please",
   all through the town.

wheels of the bus   The baby on the bus says, "wah, wah, wah;
   Wah, wah, wah; Wah, wah, wah".
   The baby on the bus says, "wah, wah, wah",
   all through the town.

wheels of the bus   The mothers on the bus says, "shush, shush, shush;
   Shush, shush, shush; Shush, shush, shush."
   The mothers on the bus says, "shush, shush, shush"
   all through the town.

wheels of the bus
The mothers on the bus says "I love you,
I love you, I love you;"
The daddy on the bus says "I love you too."
All through the town.

Midi: The Wheels on the Bus


Midi: There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays

Choo, choo went the train,
Splish, splash through the rain.
Clickity clack down the track,
Going there, coming back.
Across the platform, along the line,

Faster than Fairies

Down by the station early in the morning,

See the little puffer bellies all in a row.

See the engine driver pull the little throttle:

Puff, puff, Toot! Toot! Off we go!

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