This morning’s episode of Make Way For Noddy depicted a scenario where Toytown was devoid of all colour after a magic spell had been cast, reducing the normally colourful conurbation to black and white. In order to restore the myriad hues to this monochrome world, Noddy and his friend, Tessie Bear, took to the skies in Noddy’s plane, and scooped colour in a bucket from a convenient rainbow. The contents were then sprinkled over the town below which promptly reappeared in all its vibrancy.
I wasted no time in informing our spellbound three-year-old that such actions were impossible, and that a rainbow is nothing more than an optical and meteorological phenomenon whereby an arc of prismatic colours is manifested when our nearest star shines onto droplets of moisture in the Earth's atmosphere. Ergo, collecting them in a bucket is just fanciful nonsense, not to mention the questionable logistics of using an high-velocity aircraft to do so.
I also took the opportunity to inform him that bears can’t talk (let alone forge close friendships with humans) and there’s no such thing as magic.
I like to think I’ve equipped him with factual information which will stand him in good stead later in life. I also intend to write a stiff letter of complaint to the show’s producers querying their gross innacuracies. As for entrusting a small boy the piloting of a plane – that’s just irresponsible.
Friday, March 28, 2008
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Your house is indeed a pedant's paradise.
Mr G.
Been spending most our lives living in a Pedant's paradise...
Mr G.
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