Paddington, Scout and the Barbie Dream Camper Van 2.
PADDY: “So where do you think this pink camper van you found on the side of the road has come from, Scout?”
SCOUT: “I told you Paddy! It’s the faeries! They brought it for me! The faeries took pity on me because you couldn’t turn that pumpkin into a Scoutarella coach, Paddy...”
PADDY: “Well, I never actually said I had any magic, Scout.”
SCOUT: “So they magicked up this wonderful pink camper van, just for us. It was just sitting here under the tree, waiting to be driven.”
ROSIE: “Scout! Bogart! Paddy! Come! Come quickly!”
PADDY: “What is it, Rosie? Are you alright?”
SCOUT: “It sounds like Rosie has found something exciting!”
BOGART: “Oh let’s go and see what it is!”
SCOUT: *Jumps out of campervan and runs around to the back of it, where Rosie is.*
BOGART: *Walks through the cabin of the campervan and peers through a window.*
PADDY: *Follows Scout, intrigued by what Rosie has found.*
ROSIE: “Scout! Bogart! Paddy! Come! Come and see what I found!”
SCOUT and BOGART: “What is it, Rosie?”
PADDY: “What did you find, Rosie?”
ROSIE: “Look everybear! It’s a kitchen!” *Jumps for joy.* “It’s the most important space in the camper van!”
PADDY: “Except the driver’s seat, because you need a driver to steer the camper van.”
ROSIE: “Oh don’t be so literal, Paddy! This is exciting!” *Trembles with excitement.*
BOGART: “Did you find some food for us that the faeries left?”
ROSIE: “Did I ever, Bogart! There is a whole refrigerator full of food!” *Points to refrigerator.* “Fresh fruit and vegetables! Drinks! Frozen food!”
SCOUT: “Cake? Is there cake, Rosie?”
BOGART: “And biscuits, Rosie?”
ROSIE: “Well, I haven’t finished exploring yet, but I’m sure there is!”
SCOUT: “Good! Because I have a very grumbly tummy after driving the camper van! Grumbly tummy, Paddy! Grumbly tummy!” *Rubs tummy vigorously.*
BOGART: “Me too, Scout! Being a co-navigator gives you a grumbly tummy! Grumbly tummy, Paddy! Grumbly tummy!” *Rubs tummy vigorously.*
ROSIE: “Let me look and see if I can find any cake or biscuits!” *Dives into the refrigerator searching.*
SCOUT: *Squeals with excitement.* “Look! There is an oven too! And we all know that good, yummy things come out of ovens!”
PADDY: “Well just make sure that it is not switched on, Scout! You know that Daddy won’t let us play with the oven at home in case we singe our plush fur!”
SCOUT: “I will be careful, Paddy! I promise! Ooohhh! Look! There is a tap too!” *Excited.*
PADDY: “I’m still not convinced that the faeries left this camper van here for us to find, Scout, Rosie and Bogart.”
ROSIE: *Climbs out of refrigerator.* “What?”
BOGART: *Looks askance at Paddy.* “Surely not!”
SCOUT: “Don’t you believe in the faeries, Paddy?” *Disappointed.*
PADDY: “You know that I know that faeries are real, every bit as much as any of you!”
SCOUT: “Then why don’t you think the faeries have left the camper van for us, Paddy?”
PADDY: “I’m not sure.” *Shrugs.* “I just have this feeling. Besides, we all know that Barbies are a bit careless sometimes and often leave their clothes all over the floor for some poor unsuspecting Mummy or Daddy to step upon and hurt themselves.” *Nods seriously.*
BOGART: “But Barbies are nice, Paddy!”
PADDY: “Oh I didn’t say Barbies weren’t nice. They are very nice and friendly and lovely. It’s just they can be a little remiss with their wardrobes sometimes.”
ROSIE: “Unlike we bears!”
BOGART: “Who always pick up after themselves.”
PADDY: “Well… most of us do!” *Looks meaningfully at Scout, who ignores his stare.*
Imagine the delight of Paddy, Scout, Bogart and Rosie when, whilst on a walk with me the other day, they came across a Barbie Dream Camper Van from 2017, left out on the footpath along with some other toys for anyone… or anybear to take! Recycling at its best!
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Rosie is Scout's cousin, because like Scout, she is a free trade knitted bear from Africa. She was made in Kenya by one of the Kenana Knitters, Martha Wanjira. She is made from home spun and dyed wool. She was a gift to me from two very dear friends, including the one who gave Scout to Paddy.
Bogart has travelled all the way from Georgia, via Alabama as a gift to me from a friend. He has lovely Southern manners and seems to be a fun and gentle soul with an inquisitive nature.
Paddington, Scout and the Barbie Dream Camper Van 2.
PADDY: “So where do you think this pink camper van you found on the side of the road has come from, Scout?”
SCOUT: “I told you Paddy! It’s the faeries! They brought it for me! The faeries took pity on me because you couldn’t turn that pumpkin into a Scoutarella coach, Paddy...”
PADDY: “Well, I never actually said I had any magic, Scout.”
SCOUT: “So they magicked up this wonderful pink camper van, just for us. It was just sitting here under the tree, waiting to be driven.”
ROSIE: “Scout! Bogart! Paddy! Come! Come quickly!”
PADDY: “What is it, Rosie? Are you alright?”
SCOUT: “It sounds like Rosie has found something exciting!”
BOGART: “Oh let’s go and see what it is!”
SCOUT: *Jumps out of campervan and runs around to the back of it, where Rosie is.*
BOGART: *Walks through the cabin of the campervan and peers through a window.*
PADDY: *Follows Scout, intrigued by what Rosie has found.*
ROSIE: “Scout! Bogart! Paddy! Come! Come and see what I found!”
SCOUT and BOGART: “What is it, Rosie?”
PADDY: “What did you find, Rosie?”
ROSIE: “Look everybear! It’s a kitchen!” *Jumps for joy.* “It’s the most important space in the camper van!”
PADDY: “Except the driver’s seat, because you need a driver to steer the camper van.”
ROSIE: “Oh don’t be so literal, Paddy! This is exciting!” *Trembles with excitement.*
BOGART: “Did you find some food for us that the faeries left?”
ROSIE: “Did I ever, Bogart! There is a whole refrigerator full of food!” *Points to refrigerator.* “Fresh fruit and vegetables! Drinks! Frozen food!”
SCOUT: “Cake? Is there cake, Rosie?”
BOGART: “And biscuits, Rosie?”
ROSIE: “Well, I haven’t finished exploring yet, but I’m sure there is!”
SCOUT: “Good! Because I have a very grumbly tummy after driving the camper van! Grumbly tummy, Paddy! Grumbly tummy!” *Rubs tummy vigorously.*
BOGART: “Me too, Scout! Being a co-navigator gives you a grumbly tummy! Grumbly tummy, Paddy! Grumbly tummy!” *Rubs tummy vigorously.*
ROSIE: “Let me look and see if I can find any cake or biscuits!” *Dives into the refrigerator searching.*
SCOUT: *Squeals with excitement.* “Look! There is an oven too! And we all know that good, yummy things come out of ovens!”
PADDY: “Well just make sure that it is not switched on, Scout! You know that Daddy won’t let us play with the oven at home in case we singe our plush fur!”
SCOUT: “I will be careful, Paddy! I promise! Ooohhh! Look! There is a tap too!” *Excited.*
PADDY: “I’m still not convinced that the faeries left this camper van here for us to find, Scout, Rosie and Bogart.”
ROSIE: *Climbs out of refrigerator.* “What?”
BOGART: *Looks askance at Paddy.* “Surely not!”
SCOUT: “Don’t you believe in the faeries, Paddy?” *Disappointed.*
PADDY: “You know that I know that faeries are real, every bit as much as any of you!”
SCOUT: “Then why don’t you think the faeries have left the camper van for us, Paddy?”
PADDY: “I’m not sure.” *Shrugs.* “I just have this feeling. Besides, we all know that Barbies are a bit careless sometimes and often leave their clothes all over the floor for some poor unsuspecting Mummy or Daddy to step upon and hurt themselves.” *Nods seriously.*
BOGART: “But Barbies are nice, Paddy!”
PADDY: “Oh I didn’t say Barbies weren’t nice. They are very nice and friendly and lovely. It’s just they can be a little remiss with their wardrobes sometimes.”
ROSIE: “Unlike we bears!”
BOGART: “Who always pick up after themselves.”
PADDY: “Well… most of us do!” *Looks meaningfully at Scout, who ignores his stare.*
Imagine the delight of Paddy, Scout, Bogart and Rosie when, whilst on a walk with me the other day, they came across a Barbie Dream Camper Van from 2017, left out on the footpath along with some other toys for anyone… or anybear to take! Recycling at its best!
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Rosie is Scout's cousin, because like Scout, she is a free trade knitted bear from Africa. She was made in Kenya by one of the Kenana Knitters, Martha Wanjira. She is made from home spun and dyed wool. She was a gift to me from two very dear friends, including the one who gave Scout to Paddy.
Bogart has travelled all the way from Georgia, via Alabama as a gift to me from a friend. He has lovely Southern manners and seems to be a fun and gentle soul with an inquisitive nature.