Today I walked an Inch in Perth … well I actually walked nearer 6 miles in Perth but the North Inch is one of two parks in the city (not surprisingly the other being the South Inch) that include that tiny measurement in their name. I had visited the North Inch previously – remember the “Spiky Balls” pictures and Smeatons Bridge? Today I set out to walk the perimeter of the North Inch.
I was told yesterday my adventures are reminiscent of a small man in a bowler hat and a smart black suit. Mr Benn used to walk a long the road to the costume shop, choose an outfit and get changed. He always left the fitting room by a magic door and thereby enjoyed an adventure suited to his costume.
Now I need to be absolutely clear – my adventures involve NO DRESSING UP okay? the nearest I come to this is donning colour coded gloves for kite flying (red for the red handle and blue for the blue handle – just chance the gloves came as a two pair pack – one pair in red and one in blue). I also don’t wear a bowler hat – never!
However I suppose the comparison is not a bad one – Mr Benn’s portal was a magic door – mine is Stagecoach buses. I also suppose I should be grateful it was Mr Benn I am compared to … it could have been Mrs Wooden Top or Florence from the Magic Roundabout … happy days when children’s programmes were, well children’s programmes!
Thank you for this happy analogy … it made me smile and that makes me more serene.
So which Children’s Programme Character might you be likened to?