Oh dear, oh dear, what is the world coming to? Bess and I have been watching more telly this week (she has got a horrid cold and the telly seems to help! Her and Me!) and today, she was really excited because The Wombles were on.
It was going really well and I was actually as excited as her - I used to love them and even had my very own Orinocco which my Auntie Christine made for me (it was much better than my brothers Tobermory). Anyway, as I said, it was all going well, that was until one of them spoke. What has happened, where is Bernard Cribbins? The theme tune was the same, a bit sneaky that, but then, good grief, there are NEW Wombles.
HELP! It feels like my security blanket has been ripped from underneath me.
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