Hi, everyone!
I'm sorry, Lucy. It looks like all the animals are asleep.
But what about my story...? 
I'll tell you a bedtime story.
But it won't be the same without the others.
Did someone say story? 
Oh, Nelson! Georgina's going to tell me a story.
D'you want to hear it too? 
Who's the story about? Reginald the lion.
Ah, Reginald. I seem to remember he liked a good snooze too.
I want to hear Reginald's story but I'm so sleepy.
Me too.
I know...
Let's snuggle up and listen to the story together. 
Comfortable?
Yeah! 
Reginald the lion liked to sleep in the long grass.
My favourite spot.
Time for a snooze.
Natalie! 
Oh. Hi, Reggie. Having a nice nap?
No! Well, yes. Trying to, at least.
Oh... sorry...
Natalie... I've heard the grass is much chewier by the baobab tree, at this time of day.
Oh, is it?
I'll go and have a taste. Thanks.
Hmm... 
Reginald had just settled down to sleep again when Zed the zebra came galloping across the savannah.
Zed...! I'm trying to sleep.
Keep your mane on, old chap.
Goodness me! A zebra's gotta do what a zebra's gotta do.
Bye!
Some more grass over there, Ronald... and there.
Oh, and some more over there, next to Reginald.
Ronald, may I have a word?
Look out! Here comes trouble. 
Yes?
MUST you do that?
What? This?
Yes...
That.
Only, I'm trying to get some sleep.
What a grumpy old lion!
What did he say? 
He said we'd better trample the grass somewhere else.
Here's another clump of grass for your new nest, Audrey... Oh, look!
Here's some more! 
You're very kind, Nelson, but, really, I have enough.
Nonsense. I don't mind helping you.
You need lots of twigs for your new nest.
All right! All right!
Oops. 
Gather round, everyone.
That's enough!
Right.
I am TRYING to get some sleep! So please clear off and do your munching, trampling, galloping and chewing elsewhere!
Ooh! 
This way, Audrey.
Oh, that was WAY out of order!
A rhino should be able to trample where he likes. 
You tell him!
A lovely sniffly sort of day!
Don't...
Time for some serious snuffling.
Hi, Reg. Having a snooze?
That is IT! Enough is enough!
Look, I want to sleep!
Nobody, and that includes you, Herbert, is allowed to step over this line! 
Huh! Suit yourself.
What did he say?
The animals left Reginald alone for a very, VERY long time.
No-one was chewing, stamping
OR trampling down the grass where Reginald slept, so it grew longer... and longer... and longer!
Lots of crickets moved into the high grass.
When Reginald finally woke up, he found that his favourite spot was noisier than ever!
Where am I? What is that noise? Oh! Lots of noisy bugs!
Reginald was lost in the high grass.
He ran backwards and forwards, trying to find a way out, and by the time he did, he was VERY hot and bothered.
Ah! The savannah!
At last!
Hi! Herbert! Can I have a word?
Sorry. You told me to stay away.
Nelson...? Audrey...?
Ronald? Zed?
Reginald suddenly realised how much his friends meant to him.
If it wasn't for my friends chewing and tramping,
AND galloping, this long grass would be everywhere.
Audrey heard Reginald and crept away to tell the others what he'd said.
The animals felt sorry for Reginald and decided to cheer him up.
Oh. Hello, everyone.
We've come to tell you something. Go on. YOU say it!
Must I? 
Yes, go on.
We're very sorry for making so much noise. 
I'm sorry for being grumpy.
We'd like to be friends. 
So would I.
Let's get rid of all this long grass for a start. 
Good idea!
So the animals stamped and tramped and chewed and snuffled the grass until it was the right height again.
Stop! Let's leave a clump for the insects.
After all, they need a place to live too. 
How thoughtful of you.
Yes. How very thoughtful.
Well, you know, I... 
What a great story!
They all look so comfy. Can I sleep here in the zoo tonight, Georgina?
No. You must sleep in your own bed.
Oh, well, all right, then.
Sweet dreams, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy!
Hi, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone!
Like the nose? Yeah, very funny.
What about my nose? 
Are you cold, dear? 
No.
Only, that's the reason people usually have blue noses. 
BLUE? Oh.
Oh! We were painting in school today. I must've got paint on my...
On my nose!
There. Is it gone now?
All gone.
Pity. I preferred it blue. Yes!
Would've been nice with yellow ears.
Now, quiet, you two. I think it's time we had a story.
All that talk about paint reminds me of Phoebe the koala.
Oh, yes. The little bear who lived in Australia.
Oh, great! It's ages since we had an Australian story! 
DO tell.
Your Australian accent is good. -- Don't tease me, Nelson.
Very well. Ahem...
This is the story of Phoebe the koala. 
Phoebe the koala wasn't in a good mood.
All summer, she and her friends Joey and Jimmy had been playing games.
The only trouble was, Phoebe hadn't won any of them.
Not one.
Oh... 
She didn't seem to be the best at anything.
Come on, Phoebe, we're ready! It's exciting. Wait till you see!
Watch this, Phoebe! We're having a diving contest.
It's my go first. 
Oh...
Go, Jimmy!
Oh... 
What a lovely dive! Yes. Perfect, I'd say.
A kangaroo doing three rotations?!
Poor Phoebe already had butterflies in her tummy.
But next to go was Joey.
Not bad. I blinked. Was it good?
Now it was Phoebe's turn.
Come on, Phoebe. Go for it!
Do you mind?
Phoebe wasn't very good at diving.
In fact, she decided not to take part in any more silly competitions.
But then Joey had an idea.
Let's have a race to the top of that gum tree! 
Yeah!
Now, Phoebe was pretty certain she was the best at climbing trees.
The winner is the first one to touch the top of the tree!
Ready... Steady... Go!
The winner is Joey!
Second place to Jimmy.
What happened? 
We beat you!
But how? You must've cheated.
You're just a bad loser!
Phoebe wished she could've been the best at something.
She didn't really mind what it was, so long as she was the best at it.
Oh...
I need another painting twig.
A small one, for doing details.
Will you guard the picture while I go and look? 
OK.
Hey! That's fantastic, Phoebe!
Why didn't you tell us you were a brilliant artist?
I... You ARE the best at something. I wish could paint like that!
Well... it's not so hard, once you know how.
Phoebe knew it was wrong to pretend it was hers, but couldn't own up.
The hard part is choosing the colours, and finding a good subject.
Do another painting, Phoebe. 
Um... OK. 
While we watch.
Yeah. A portrait of me and Jimmy.
You could paint us bouncing. Like this!
Whoa... Hey!
Of course I'll paint your pictures.
But I'll, um, have to think about it first. What colours to use... and... 
Fine! Just let us know when you're ready.
Poor Phoebe had got herself into a right pickle.
Want me to teach you how to paint?
You couldn't.
I'm useless at everything.
I'm a good teacher.
Could YOU teach ME to paint like you?
No. Everyone has their own style, it's just a question of finding it.
I... could give it a try... I suppose.
Oh...
Never mind, Phoebe. Try something else.
It's not very good, is it?
Oh, don't worry, Phoebe. These things take time.
Everyone knows I'm the worst at everything.
No good at diving... no good at racing to the top of the gum tree, and now no good at painting.
Amazing! 
You didn't say you were starting another picture.
Huh?
Phoebe has her own style.
She calls it dot painting.
Do I? Oh, I mean, yeah! That's what I call it.
But I haven't finished yet.
Good, isn't she? The best!
Always said she had talent.
Hey! Wanna help? 
Who? Us?
We don't know how to paint. 
Step into the mud and get hopping.
I'll show you how it's done.
Nice one, Phoebe!
It wasn't Phoebe who put that blue paint on your nose, was it?
No, silly. I've never been to Australia... though I'd like to.
Maybe one day, dear.
But I think for now the only place YOU should visit is bed. 
I suppose so.
Thanks for the story, Molly. 
That's OK. Goodnight, Lucy.
Goodnight, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone! 
Hello, Lucy!
Boris? 
Hi, Lucy. What's wrong?
Nothing. Only... you look different.
Whiter. 
Oh, yes.
Sometimes, on cold nights, my fur turns white, like, um... camouflage.
I see. And you seem to have a different accent. 
I had lessons.
Really, Boris? Well, you certainly SOUND different.
I bet you can still do your famous Russian bear dance. 
Um... 
Come on.
Don't be shy. 
Did someone mention dancing? Hi, Lucy. Don't worry.
This is the REAL me. We had you fooled there.
You certainly did. But what are you two up to?
Snowbert popped round to tell you a special story. 
Sounds exciting.
What's it about? 
Wait a moment. We have to get settled in first.
This is the story of Hercule Moustache.
Sidney the seal was juggling some fish.
I spy with my little eye something beginning with...
I...
An iceberg...
Sidney had seen MANY icebergs in his time, but this one was new.
And on the iceberg sat a very large walrus.
I wonder who it is. Never seen a walrus in these parts before.
Ahoy there!
Hello! My name is Sidney the seal. Pleased to meet you.
I am Hercule Moustache.
My bottom is cold from sitting on this iceberg for so long.
Oh... Have you come far, then?
I have come from a place called Mossy Bay.
You've probably heard of it. 
No.
Oh... it is a beautiful spot!
Famous for the scenery... and ze moss, of course.
I miss it already.
Oh, it's nice here too.
Lots of things to see and do. 
Yes... so I have been told.
I am on my holidays, you see, and my friend suggested the North Pole.
So here I am... only, it doesn't look very interesting.
You won't be disappointed. I could show you around.
Thank you. That would be nice.
Hercule, I'll take you to the most spectacular sight you've ever seen.
Oh, really? And what might that be?
It's a surprise, Follow me.
On your left, you can see hundreds of icebergs of different sizes.
My dear Sidney,
I have seen enough icebergs to last me a lifetime.
Where is the surprise you spoke of?
You'll soon find out.
OK, this is the first stop on our guided tour.
Icebergs, I expect! 
Hmm... I see...
I'm not really one for modern art, but... 
Hello.
That's my friend Snowbert. 
A bear! 
He made the ice sculptures.
Oh. I see. That is your surprise. Very good.
Ah, yes. A bear who does sculpture. Very good, indeed. 
That wasn't it.
Your surprise will be much more spectacular. 
It will?
Yes! Snowbert will show us the way. Come on.
I packed some things in a rucksack and the three of us set off.
Is it much further?
And that wind is very cold for me.
I knew I should have gone to the Sahara. Sunshine... sand...
Relaxation!
D'you like our fountain? 
Very nice. I've seen them before.
Bigger than this, of course.
This whale will take us across the water.
North, please.
Eventually, the ice became so thick that the whale could go no further.
What's happening? We've stopped.
Has he broken down? Ooh, la, la!
This is a disaster! 
Don't worry, we can walk the rest of the way.
More walking?! I don't believe it!
It is like ze marathon! After THIS holiday, I will need ANOTHER one!
Sidney and I were getting fed up with Hercule's moaning.
North, always north.
Almost there!
I like this view! 
Yes... very nice.
Can we sit down now?
Yes, Hercule. Just sit there.
Yeah!
More... Always more!
Oh...!
Oh, no... This snow is everywhere!
It's a snow ride. You're meant to be covered in snow!
I should never have come to the North Pole.
Now we were REALLY fed up with Hercule.
We'd shown him so many exciting things and all he could do was complain.' 
Maybe you should've stayed at home.
Yes, in the south.
So where is this surprise you have promised me?
Well, Hercule, our journey is over. We're here, at last.
Here? Here is my surprise?
Yes. Make yourself comfortable. The show is about to begin.
A SHOW? Show?! But this is madness.
Here there is only black sky... and ice.
Hercule felt disappointed, but he didn't dare complain any more.
Did you know that the spot we're sitting on is the exact North Pole?
Yes, this is as far north as you can go.
Really? That's very interesting.
Let's have a picnic!
A fish. As we walruses say, "Who could wish for more than a fish?"
Thank you for the picnic surprise. Merci. Thank you, my friends.
The picnic wasn't our surprise.
But look up! Up at the sky, Hercule.
Hercule looked up and the skies began to change.
Welcome, Hercule, to your surprise.
The Northern Lights!
It... It is SO beautiful!
It is spectacular... Thank you for this wonderful surprise.
We're glad you enjoyed your holiday at the North Pole. 
Look! The lights!
Hercule had enjoyed the Northern Lights so much he promised to tell all his friends to visit the North Pole too.
I feel like Hercule. 
What? Have you got a moustache? 
No, silly.
I mean I'm like Hercule because I got a lovely surprise too.
Snowbert's story. 
Glad you liked it.
And now isn't it time YOU went travelling north? 
Back to my bed?
Yes. Goodnight, Lucy.
Goodnight, everyone. See you soon. 
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
But it's funny.
I prefer the one about the day Doris the duck... 
No, no.
I think we should have the story about Zed the zebra.
When he lost his stripes and... 
Hello!
Oh, hello, Lucy. You haven't been standing there long, have you?
No. Um, what are you doing?
We're trying to decide which story to tell you. 
But it's not easy.
We all have different ideas.
I'm sure they'd all be good stories. Which story do you like?
Me? 
Yes. You look like a bear who knows a good story when he hears it.
I like them all. But, um... my favourite is Molly's story about Doris and the dawn chorus.
Oh... How kind of you, Boris.
Will you tell us your story, Molly?
Course... if we're all agreed.
Then I'll begin.
Every morning, when the sun rose over the savannah, each of the animals greeted the new day in their own special way.
Morning, Doris. Lovely day. 
Morning.
Hmm, that one's a bit out.
That's better. Play the music, Mr Warthog!
One.... two... three...
All over the savannah, animals were joining in the dawn chorus.
It was getting noisier and noisier. 
Hello, Doris. We're playing our favourite game.
Silly faces!
What's the matter, Doris?
It's the noise! 
WHAT noise? 
You know. The dawn chorus. It sounds terrible! 
Does it?
Everyone sings a different song. It's dreadful.
Why don't YOU make up a new song?
After all, you're very clever.
Oh, yes. That's right, I AM. Very, VERY clever, aren't I?
I'll be back in a minute. 
Me first.
That was a good one! Look at this.
Doris the duck decided to make up a song of her own.
Hmm, let me see now...
What rhymes with "quack"? Ah, I've got it!
That's a nice song, Doris.
Oh. It IS, isn't it? I wrote it myself, you know.
It's very cute. Sing it again.
That was great. Very nice indeed.
Why don't we ALL sing the same song together every morning?
The animals agreed. It sounded like a good idea.' 
That settles it.
My song it is, then.
Next morning, the animals met Doris near the jungle for rehearsals.
Um, animals, birds and insects, welcome to the first performance of the new dawn chorus.
May I present your conductor for this morning's concert, Doris the duck!
Right, then. After three. One... two... 
Oh, um...
Excuse me, Doris. 
Yes?
Don't you think we should all warm up first? 
Warm up?
Mm... Yeah!
OK, OK, enough of that. Everybody, after me.
Come on, then. What are you waiting for? After me.
One, two, three, four... 
Brilliant!
Join in after me. In your own time, Herbert.
Not bad. That wasn't bad at all.
I disagree. 
Disagree?
The song doesn't sound right. 
What d'you mean it doesn't SOUND right?
Well, we're not ALL ducks like you.
Not ducks?!
THIS is a quacking song, so we will all quack!
Even you, Mr Not-A-Duck! 
Hmm!
Louder, Ronald!
I have to go and bash a boulder. I'd better help.
The animals didn't enjoy singing the quacking song. They left the choir.
Ahem! Um, Doris? 
What?!
They've all gone. 
Good! 
But...
They were awful singers, anyway!
And so are you. Goodbye.
I've lost all my friends. Their singing wasn't THAT bad.
If I'd not lost my temper, we could've ALL sung my song, and...
And that would've been really nice.
Don't cry, Doris. 
You've all come back!
We've decided to have another go. 
You have?!
It's so good... We'd like to sing it with you.
We'll have to wait till dawn. We've new ideas for the arrangement.
So everyone went to sleep in the volcano, and when the sun rose,
Nelson invited Doris to conduct the animals again.
And Doris!
That was a lovely story, Molly! 
I'm glad you enjoyed it.
But now I think it's time for bed.
Goodnight, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, Lucy!
It looks like somebody has lost her voice. We'll help you find it.
Won't we? 
Yes!
It's not here. -Or here.
I hope I haven't stepped on it.
Hey, everybody! We've found Lucy's voice!
It's over here! 
Are you sure it's Lucy's voice you've found?
Here I am, Nelson! 
How did you do that, Lucy? 
She didn't!
I did! 
How was that, fellas?
That was perfect, Petula. Perfect!
That was very funny, Giggles.
But you and Tickles weren't laughing when Petula tricked YOU.
But that was different. 
Yeah, completely different!
Why? What happened? Nelson?
I think Giggles and Tickles should tell us. Don't you, Lucy?
One day, Tickles and I were looking for something to eat in the jungle.
But we couldn't find a piece of fruit anywhere.
Now, let's see...
Grapes, oranges, bananas, yum-yum fruit...
What else do I need for the party? Yes -- sticky berries.
Oh! 
Come on, Giggles. Let's try the next tree.
We've hit the jackpot, Giggles. Look!
WOW! I've never seen so much fruit.
What are we waiting for? Let's dive in!
Wahoo!
Mmm! Sticky berries!
Mmm...! My favourite! Mmm...! 
Hey!
Don't eat them all. Leave some for me!
After a really big fruit fight and stuffing ourselves silly, we were both feeling very tired.
I'm pooped! 
Yeah. Me, too.
Oh! My hands are all sticky!
I'll have to go to the river to wash them.
Petula the parrot had returned to her tree and she wasn't happy.
All my lovely fruit is gone!
Now I don't have anything to give my friends at the party!
I'll teach them a lesson!
It was now that Petula started to play her tricks.
Help!
Somebody help me! 
Tickles, is that you?
Of course it is, silly! Hurry up! I'm stuck! 
Stuck?
Stuck where? I can't see you.
Down here! In the snake hole!
Tickles?
Can you hear me?
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
Yes! I can hear you, Giggles!
Don't worry, Tickles.
I'll have you out in no time! That's what HE thinks!
Is all the fruit juice washed off, Tickles?
Yes, Kevin. You can stop splashing.
OVER HERE, QUICK! Did you hear that? 
It's Giggles. 
It sounds like he's in trouble.
He's eaten too many bananas, that's all!
I'll go and look, just in case.
Bye-bye, Tickles!
Giggles? Where are you, Giggles? 
Up here, Tickles! Hurry!
What are you doing up there?
I'm tangled up in the branches!
You have to shake the tree to get me out. 
Shake the tree?
But it's so big!
Tickles, faster! Faster, Tickles, faster!
That'll teach him to spoil my party.
Help! I'm stuck!
Somebody help!
Don't worry. I'll help you.
Thanks, Nelson.
What were you doing down a snake hole? 
I was trying to reach Tickles.
Tickles is stuck there, too?
Yes. I think he's asleep. He hasn't said a word for AGES.
Well, we had better wake him up, hadn't we?
Oh!
I can't blow any more, Giggles.
There's only one thing for it.
You'll just have to dig Tickles out.
Ah, Tickles! I see you've managed to get out of that hole you were in.
What hole? 
Giggles WILL be happy.
Yes. When I get him down from this tree.
Giggles is up in this tree?
Strange... Maybe I can help you.
That was close!
Eddie! There you are! 
What did Aunty Molly tell you about climbing trees?
One last shake, Tickles.
OH, NO!
Hold on tight, Giggles!
Oops! Sorry, Tickles!
Tickles! Can you hear me?
Giggles! Can you hear me?
Yes! Yes, Tickles! Where are you?
Giggles! 
Tickles!
I saved you! Huh?
Come on, Giggles and Tickles.
You're welcome to join in our party.
You've both earned it. Look! There's enough fruit for everyone.
And so we stuffed ourselves silly again.
Ahem! That was a very nice story, Tickles.
Hey, Lucy! Your voice is back.
Yes, it is! Now I can tell you all a story. 
I don't think so, Lucy.
It's bedtime now.
Oh, Petula!
Good night, Lucy! 
Good night, everyone. 
Sweet dreams.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy!
Oh!
Flowers? Thank you, Nelson. 
They smell wonderful.
How did you do that, Nelson? 
It's a magic trick.
Wow!
Oh!
Wow! 
I learned all about magic from my friend Kevin.
Was he a magician?
No. He was a crocodile and he was a little bit shy.
It was a hot day in Africa.
The animals gathered at the water hole for a cooling drink.
Nelson! 
Oops. Sorry.
It was so hot that there was not a drop of water left anywhere.
Rivet!
Doris the duck and Toby the tortoise didn't like hot weather.
Oh, hello, Doris. Hello, Toby. Shall we play a game?
It's too hot, Kevin.
Oh. How about going for a swim?
There's no water in the river. 
Oh, yes. Of course. I forgot.
Let's do something else, then.
Kevin so much wanted to please Doris and Toby that he made something up.
I can do a magic trick. 
Can you really, Kevin? 
Well...
You're fibbing, Kevin. 
No, I CAN do magic tricks. I can prove it.
Go on. Do a magic trick for us NOW.
Please do some magic, Kevin.
I bet you can't! 
I bet I can.
I can... make a banana disappear, but I haven't got a banana. Sorry.
No banana, eh? Wait right here.
Here's a banana. Do some magic.
What's that over there?
Where's the banana gone?
That's amazing!
Do it again.
Morning, everyone.
Hi, Herbert. 
That's amazing, Kevin.
Let's put on a magic show for the other animals.
I'll be your glamorous assistant. 
No, Doris.
Kevin, you'll wow them. Now, I need a costume, of course.
We'll send invitations to the other animals.
'Doris made big plans.' 
Maybe blue. No, pink... Quack!
Roll up, roll up!
See the amazing Kevin the crocodile make bananas disappear before your very eyes.
Well, Kevin, we're waiting.
Kevin couldn't do real magic, so he decided to tell the truth.
Oh, I can't do magic tricks.
Now. I can't do magic tricks now. I'm too hot.
I promise to the biggest and best magic trick the world has ever seen.
When? 
Well...
This afternoon, at the volcano, when it's not so hot.
This is his magic wand and I'm Madame Dorice, his beautiful assistant.
But I'm not signing any autographs today.
It was a very hot day, but animals had gathered from near and far to see Kevin's magic show.
Hello, Natalie. How are you today?
Fine. It's hot enough to bake a cake in here!
Cake? Did somebody say cake?
Animals, birds and insects, welcome to the magic show!
It's the reptile you've all been waiting for, the creature who can make bananas disappear!
Let's hear it for Kevin the crocodile!
I can't do it. 
Go on, Kevin.
You'll be great.
Kevin! Kevin!
Hurray!
Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin!
Kevin! Kevin!
Kevin!
Um, I want to... tell you all something. 
It's not good news.
He's going to cancel the show. -- I was looking forward to it! 
Oh... the truth is... 
Mr Magic is going to amaze you with the best magic trick in the world!
Hurray!
Just then, Kevin saw a little rain cloud in the sky. He had an idea.
I'm going to use this magic banana to make a cloud for you!
What colour should it be? 
Green. Magic a green cloud.
Red. 
Purple. Make it a purple rain cloud, Kevin.
A purple rain cloud it is.
Do you want it to be a big cloud or a small cloud?
A big one! 
No, small. Make it a small one.
OK, I'm going to magic a little purple cloud... just for... Natalie and Herbert. 
Look!
A little purple cloud just like he said. That's amazing.
Oh, thank you, Kevin.
What about a big round of applause?
Let's hear it for Kevin the crocodile.
Thank you and goodbye. 
Quack!
You can't go now. They love you. Do something else.
Now I'm going to make it look like a fish.
It's a fish! Look! He's done it.
Now, I'm going to make the cloud look like... a cake.
Oh, yes! Hurray!
Now I'm going to make it look like...
Nelson.
Hurray!
Hey, what have you done to my cake?
Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin!
Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin! Kevin!
Oh, no! It's raining!
I'm sorry, but it's all my fault. It isn't a magic banana.
And I can't do magic tricks at all.
What did he say? 
I don't know. Something about magic rain.
He didn't say where he hid that cake? 
What am I going to do?
Everything's getting wet! 
Don't be silly, Kevin. They love you. 
Really?
The animals were dancing in the rain.
Instead of being angry with Kevin, they were all very happy.
REAL magic!
Kevin! Kevin! 
What about my cake, Kevin? Kevin!
That was a lovely story, Nelson. Can you show me another magic trick?
Yes, of course. Let me see...
For this one, I need a volunteer.
Me!
First, you need to close your eyes.
Now, with the help of my assistant, Georgina the giraffe, we're going to make you disappear to bed. 
Oh!
All right, then.
Goodnight, Nelson. 
Goodnight, magic girl.
Sweet dreams.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone. 
Hello, Lucy.
I've baked you a great, big cake.
Are you all right, Lucy? 
Yes, thanks, Boris. I'm OK.
But I don't think my cake is.
I thought so, it's all broken. 
There, there!
Never mind, Lucy! 
It was the best cake I'd ever made.
It still tastes yummy!
You're eating my cake? 
It tastes good. Try some.
Mmm! Delicious!
It doesn't matter what it looks like. It's what inside that counts.
That reminds me of the story of Isabel the Flamingo.
Please tell us, Georgina.
Isabel the Flamingo was the most stylish creature in all of Africa.
That's right, girls -- put your beaks up, push your feathers out, smile!
Excellent!
Now, standing on one leg -- no, left leg, Mirabelle and hold.
Perfect!
If Isabel used a new word, all the animals would use it too.
Perfect? That's a funny word! What does it mean?
It means perfect. 
The best -- tops.
You know -- like a muddy watermelon. 
Oh, yeah.
Oh, Pauline-a!
Would you be a dear and go and fish over at the other side of the lake?
OK.
Isabel was so cool, that everyone copied everything she did.
Look out! Here comes Isabel.
You ask her, Zed.
I'm a-so sorry, Zed, but I can't understand a thing you are saying.
Sorry! I said, "It's a lovely day. 
Yes, Zed. It is.
Well, do you want to ask me something?
We're having a party tonight... 
Watermelon, mango chips.
We were wondering if you'd like to come.
Well, I'm a-really busy, but...
Yes, I'll come.
Yes! She said yes!
Hi, Pauline. Coming to the party tonight?
Well, I... I've got nothing to wear.
Come on, Pauline! It'll be a laugh.
All right, then. See you later.
Pauline the Pelican wanted to look pretty for the Waterlily Lake party.
Annabel! Mirabelle! I was just getting ready for the party. 
You are going to the party?! With a baggy beak and dirty feet?
Isabel, I was wondering if you could give me a... a makeover, like.
Oh!
OK, Pauline.
I'll give you a flamingo makeover.
First, we get rid of the horrible dust and make you nice and pink.
Isabel gave Pauline a luxurious pink mud bath.
She taught Pauline how to walk elegantly.
Oh, hello, Pauline. You look nice.
What are you doing?
I'm taking these watermelons to the party. 
They're a bit heavy. I don't suppose any of you girls could help me?
Not us!
I'll give you a hand.
Thanks, Pauline. 
No problem.
Are those flowers for the party, Nelson? 
Yes, Pauline.
They'll look lovely if I can keep them fresh. 
I'll get you more water.
There you go, Nelson. Now your flowers will look nice and fresh.
Thanks, Pauline. That's a real help. I think you've got mud on your beak.
Oh, never mind. It'll soon wash off.
Where do you want it? 
Over there.
Thanks so much for helping me, Pauline. 
Oh, no trouble at all.
We'll soon have this lot moved.
What a mess! You can't go to a party looking like that!
We help you to look pretty and this is what you do?! It's so annoying!
Party time!
Oh! 
Ready, girls? Feathers fluffy? Beak high!
You're here! Great to see you!
Come and sit next to us.
Why are they all talking to Pauline?
She's clumsy and dirty. She has no manners whatsoever.
And we flamingoes have such style!
But Pauline is kind and helpful and honest, so everyone loves her.
Everyone wants to talk to Pauline. She helped make the party a success.
When the flamingoes understood that true beauty comes from within, they realised that they could learn a lot from Pauline.
I could learn a lot from you. Thank you, Georgina, for a lovely story.
It was a delicious cake. 
It doesn't matter what something looks like.
It's what's inside that counts. 
We can all learn a lot from each other.
I'd like to learn the recipe for this yummy cake!
It's got flour and eggs and currants...
We'll have to leave the cooking lesson for another day.
It's time for bed. 
Goodnight, everyone. 
Sweet dreams, Lucy!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone.
Good evening, Lucy.
Why are you all standing in line? 
No reason.
You're acting very strange.
No, we're not. 
Yes, you are.
Tell me, Boris, or I'll tickle you.
All right, I'll tell you.
We've got a surprise for you.
Don't bother. It's boring. 
It's Victor the crocodile.
I wanted to surprise you with a story.
I should've realised this lot couldn't keep a secret. 
Oh! unlike my friend Herbert the warthog.
Now he could really keep a secret.
Would you like to hear my dramatic story? 
Mmm.
It's called Herbert And The Watermelon Of Doom.
Yes, please!
Every day, the animals in Africa get together for some fun.
One day, I decided to join them at a water hole.
Ere, guys, this is fun, eh?
What? What? What have I done now?
You're tail-splashing. That's not allowed.
I was only having fun. 
And you were snapping your jaws.
No, I wasn't. 
Yes, you were!
All right, then, I was.
That's mean! 
And nasty.
Crocodiles are supposed to be mean and nasty.
Perhaps today you could go elsewhere to do your mean and nasty splashing?
I'll show them. Mean and nasty's more fun, anyway!
So I planned my revenge.
Herbert! Over here! 
Oh.
Hello, Victor. 
Nice watermelon you've got there, Herbert. 
Thanks, Victor.
Did I ever tell you about my favourite watermelon?
Frequently... but I'd love to hear it all over again.
Years ago, during the rainy season,
I was climbing the eastern slope of the Blue Mountain and there I saw it!
Perfectly round with yellow zigzags inside it was squidgy and juicy and... oh!
If you'll be my friend, I'll give you this watermelon seed.
It's a very special seed.
It is?
Yes, the watermelon from this seed will be the sweetest, juiciest ever. 
It will?
Plant it up on Table Mountain. It'll grow faster up there.
Don't tell the others.
That way you don't have to share any of it.
Just a little secret between us, eh?
Thanks, Victor.
Herbert buried the watermelon seed on top of Table Mountain.
It sprouted right away.' 
Oh!
Yes!
Soon the watermelon was as big as a baby hippo.
Herbert kept it "our little secret".
Daily, he slipped past his friends to watch his secret watermelon grow and grow.
Where's Herbert? 
I don't know.
Come to think of it, I haven't seen him for ages. 
There he is.
Where are you going, Herbert? Oh, no... nowhere special.
Can I come? No! No, finish your drink. Oh.
Strange.
Very strange.
Good morning, watermelon!
'Herbert's watermelon had grown as big as a rhino.' 
The watermelon -- it's really big, it's dangerous!
It could roll from Table Mountain and land in the water hole.
Exactly. 
But then we'd have no water.
Serves those animals right for not playing with me.
But that's mean and nasty.
Hey, Herbert! not now, Zed.
I wonder what he's doing.
Herbert tried to support the watermelon so it wouldn't roll down Table Mountain.
Oh!
Herbert decided to eat the melon -- nobody would know what had happened.
He nibbled and gnawed and champed and chewed, but it was no good.
The enormous watermelon grew quicker than Herbert could eat.
The melon was so big it could be seen from miles away and everyone knew about it.
Why didn't you tell us about this? 
Oh, Victor the crocodile told me not to.
He said it was "our little secret".
That was mean and nasty. Oh.
Exactly! 
Anyone fancy a bite?
I think we may have a problem here.
Let's see. The melon is here and the water hole over here.
According to my calculations, it will soon be so heavy, it will roll down, flatten the baobab tree, bounce on Audrey's nest and land in the water hole -- there!
My nest will be ruined! We'll have nothing to drink.
And I'll lose my scratching post. 
Exactly.
I'll find a good place to watch it all go wrong.
Nelson had an idea.
Everybody ready?
Yes!
OK, Natalie, chew that stalk.
Why does it always happen to me?
Stop it!
You're tickling!
Exactly!
Do you like to be tickled, Victor? 
No, I don't.
It's time for bed. I told the story so I say goodnight.
Oh, Victor! 
Don't expect me to say anything nice.
Don't worry. I know you like to be mean and nasty.
Exactly.
Anyway, it's time for bed now.
Goodnight, Lucy! 
Goodnight, everyone.
Sweet dreams.
Hello. I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some very special neighbours.
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everybody!
Listen to this -- kangaroos cannot walk backwards.
No? Really? That's amazing! 
Hmm. 
I've got a better one. Listen.
A duck's quack doesn't echo, but no-one knows why.
Crocodiles' mouths are so big, they can't put their tongues out.
Excuse me, but what are you all talking about? 
Hi, Lucy.
We're telling amazing animal facts.
Did you know, for instance, that an ant can lift 50 times its own weight?
Really?
And it pulls 30 times its own weight!
You must all be experts. You're so clever.
We're not experts. Alan the Aardvark is.
He really does know everything about ants. 
Everything? 
Wow.
Let me tell you all about him.
Alan the Aardvark liked ants more than anything else in the world.
Oh, look, an ant. Oh, delicious.
Look -- another ant!
Delicious.
Oh! More ants -- little green ones.
How exciting!
The trouble was that Alan thought everyone was as interested in ants.
Look out. Here comes Alan the Aardvark.
Let's hide! -- Hide, Doris!
Alan! Fancy meeting you here!
Lovely day for the ants. 
Yes, ants. Aren't ants amazing?
Did you know that an ant can lift 50 times its own weight?
Oh?
And there are over 2,726,111 ants in every colony.
That adds up to an amazing several billion ants alive on earth today.
Fascinating! Well, I must be going. I've got some duck things to do.
Amazing, eh? Did you know that some ant hills have up to 78 floors?
You can find ants everywhere.
Under stones, for example.
Look out!
Oh, hi, Toby. I didn't see you there.
Doris was just asking me about ants. Do you like ants?
Well... 
Of course, there are thousands of different kinds of ant.
Wood ants, sand ants, rock ants, tree ants...
Alan was starting to annoy the other animals.
Then Doris had a good idea.
Oh, yes. Yellow ones, blue ones big ones, small ones. Some ants can fly, some can dig gigantic tunnels.
Alan, we're taking you on holiday.
Holiday? I can't. What about the a...?
They walk, one after another, in a line like this.
Oh, it's no good. Grapes just aren't the same as ants.
Alan didn't really enjoy the holiday at the oasis. He missed the ants.
Relax, Alan. You're on holiday.
Holiday? Oh, yes. Holiday. I forgot.
Would you like a drink, Alan?
Would I like a drink?
No, thanks. yes, please.
Coconut or watermelon? 
I'll have coconut. No, watermelon.
Sorry -- coconut. It's sweeter.
Maybe I want something to quench my thirst. In which case, watermelon.
No, coconut. 
Coconut or watermelon?
Difficult. They both taste really nice. So why don't I try watermelon? No, no! Coconut! Oh!
I don't really feel very thirsty after all.
Let's think of something nice to do.
Yes! Good idea! 
What do you want to do? Go for a walk or a swim?
Mm, a swim would be nice.
A swim it is, then.
No, let's go for a walk. 
Decided. 
We're going for a walk. 
Where to? 
Sorry? 
Where to?
Over the mountains. To the palm trees.
I wish you'd make up your minds!
I'm thirsty. 
Oh!
Is there anything to drink?
Nice sound, Alan. Do it again.
Do you really like it, Toby? Listen to this, then.
Alan had finally found something he wanted to do.
Whoops!
Hey! Bring that back!
Don't worry, little egg. You're safe now.
There were ants everywhere.
This all started when Alan went on holiday! 
Stop that! I'm an elephant!
I'm an elephant!
What ARE we going to do?
I have an idea.
Ronald the Rhino decided to break down the ant hill which had now grown very big.
Go, Ronald, go!
The animals realised they were in real trouble now.
What are we going to do, Zed? I'm getting Alan the Aardvark!
Alan! Thank goodness I've found you. You've got to help us.
The ants are everywhere! 
Ants? What are ants?
Ants! You can't have forgotten! You're an expert!
The little black things! 
Grapes?
No! They run about everywhere. 
Like zebras?
Sorry, old chap. No time to lose.
Jump on my back -- I'll show you those ants.
Alan knew exactly what to do.
Alan led the ants to the other side of the Blue Mountain, where they could build as many ant hills as they wanted.
That was a lovely story, Nelson.
I'm glad you enjoyed it. 
I have an amazing animal fact.
Did you know that tortoises can live for 120 years?
Amazing!
I have an amazing fact for everyone. 
Please, tell us, Georgina!
You've all had so much fun that it's way past bedtime.
Oh, no!
Goodnight, everyone. 
Night, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello!
Who...? 
What...? 
Can we help you?
Good evening, sir. I'm the Story Inspector.
I've come to inspect your stories. 
Stories? We have wonderful stories!
They're very funny! And quite dramatic.
But they never, ever go on beyond bedtime.
Haven't I seen you somewhere before? 
No, I don't think so.
Now, I'd like to hear... I mean INSPECT a story, please.
We'd love to tell you a story, but we can't.
Why not? 
We have to wait till our friend Lucy arrives. 
Oh, I see.
But maybe this once we can make an exception. 
Oh, thank you, Nelson!
I've got a story about an important visitor, just like you. 
Do begin.
Each morning, the animals in Africa met by the baobab tree to hear the latest news.
Good morning. I'm William the weaver bird with the Savannah News.
The weather the sun will be hot, the sand will be dry and the water will be wet!
Here is a news flash because the leaves have fallen early this year
Cleopatra will visit the water hole today.
Who's Cleopatra? She must be really important.
Ahem! Well, that's all for now.
This was William the weaver bird on the Savannah News.
Hey, Esmerelda, stop it! That tickles!
Have you heard? Cleopatra's coming today. She's really important.
Oh, dear! I've got so much dusting to do. Better get started.
Hi, Esmerelda. How's things?
Can't stop, Audrey.
Herbert's just told me Cleopatra's coming. I must tidy the savannah.
She's really very famous. 
Famous?! I'd better prepare some food, then!
Did someone say "food"? Yes -- for Cleopatra. She's a star!
We'll need a spread -- watermelon.
And bumbleberries.
There's a bush over by the jungle. 
Ooh! 
Will someone PLEASE tell me what all the fuss is about?!
We're expecting a visitor!
She's really famous so we're putting on a welcoming party and everything!
Yes! For Cleopatra! 
Cleopatra? LADY Cleopatra?
With a name like that, she must be a lioness.
Everyone knows that lions have royal blood.
Why, our visitor must be Cleopatra, the Queen of the Far Faraway Hills!
I'm taking charge immediately.
Right! Line up, everyone!
I want a nice, tidy savannah. Try to do something about these leaves and everyone must be on their best behaviour.
So all the animals got ready for the arrival of Cleopatra, Queen of the Far Faraway Hills.
Pick only the biggest and juiciest!
Hurry up! There's no time to lose! Everything must be perfect!
Well done, everyone! Good team work.
Herbert, the red carpet, please!
Thank you.
Well, what now, Reggie? 
Now, we wait for Her Royal Highness to arrive.
The animals waited and waited.
Sorry. I didn't have much breakfast.
Ugh!
Why not try a bumbleberry? They're very juicy.
Well, I... I don't know... 
Go on. There's plenty. Reggie won't notice.
The bumbleberries were deliciously juicy.
They ate far too many of them.
Nelson! Georgina! What are you doing?
We have an important visitor...
And you get hiccups! 
Hi, there! 
Can I help? Only we're expecting the Queen of the Far Faraway Hills.
I'm Cleopatra. I'm doing the leaves.
But... you're not a lioness.
Course not! I'm a porcupine, silly!
You must be Reggie the lion. How's it going?
What? Oh, yes, of course.
We, the animals of the savannah... 
Are here to mark... 
A very special occasion.
We are here to welcome Cleopatra, the porcupine, as our honoured guest.
We have prepared a humble banquet of the finest... food. 
Hic!
Now I, Reginald the lion, would like to ask Georgina the giraffe to perform the anthem of welcome.
Hic!
Hic! Hic!
Hic! Hic! Hic! Hic! Hic!
What's he doing? 
He's...
He's... 
He's dancing, look... 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic!
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic!
Oh, how embarrassing. It's all gone wrong! I'm so sorry, ma'am.
The food... the music... It's... It's... It's...
Brilliant! 
I beg your pardon?
Brilliant! The speech was very funny!
And I enjoyed the elephant's dance!
Let's all do it, when I've swept up the leaves. 
Swept up the leaves?
That's my job -- a savannah sweeper. I always come at this time of year.
You can stop calling me Cleopatra. All my friends call me Patsy!
Right... what about this party, then?
Excuse me, Reginald. Could I have the next dance?
It would be a pleasure, Cleo... uh, Patsy.
Hic! 
Hic! Hic!
Hic! 
Hic! 
Hic!
Hic! 
Hic! Hic!
Hic! 
Hic!
Everyone enjoyed it and looked forward to Patsy's next visit.
That was a lovely story, Molly! 
Thank you, Inspector.
I give it ten out of ten! Nelson, I'll inspect a story from you now.
I give your disguise ten out of ten, Lucy, but I'm afraid it's bedtime now.
You didn't fool us for a minute!
I thought if I was an important visitor, I might get an extra story.
You are our most important visitor, Lucy.
Sweet dreams, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy!
Hi, everyone! 
Hi, Lucy!
Why is Nelson facing the wrong way?
Because he's in a grumpy mood. 
No, I'm not! 
What happened?
Nelson wanted to tell you a story, but we said he couldn't.
Why? 
It's got football in it, and we told him you don't like football.
I don't mind football. 
See?!
Really? 
Really.
Well, in that case, if Nelson still wants to tell his story I'd like to hear your story.
Are you sure? 
Yes.
Don't be such an old sulky-trunk!
Come on, Nelson! 
Very well, then.
If we're all agreed... 
Yes!
This is the story of the puffins from Mossy Bay.
It was a lovely morning in Mossy Bay, and, for once, Hercule Moustache was feeling happy.
Ah, on a day like today, Hercule, there is no more a perfect spot than Mossy Beach.
How peaceful!
What is this?!
Who's got the ball?
To me! To me!
Over here!
No ball games on the island! Can you not read?!
They take no notice.
Ah!
Sorry! 
What will we do now?
I'll ask for it back.
Sharon was very brave.
Everyone knew how grumpy Hercule Moustache could be.
Ahem...
Can I help you?
We're very sorry, Mr... sir. Can we have our ball back, please?
Is this your ball? 
The one that struck me on the head? 
It was an accident!
Oh, an accident?
Like the noise you make outside of my house?
Like disturbing all the neighbourhood and then, boof!
You kick the ball against my head in my own garden!
Sorry. 
I will keep the ball for now.
Good day!
Is it always the same? There goes the noise and the ball on the head.
The puffins were feeling sad.
How could they play without their ball?
Then Jamie spotted Thelma the whale.
Thelma's got a ball.
Can we borrow your ball, please?
Thanks! We'll look after it!
On my head!
And he's through on goal. He must score.
Oh, no! 
Oh, well done, Thomas!
It wasn't me! It was the rock!
We'll need to get it back. We promised Thelma we'd look after it.
Someone will have to go into Hercule's cave.
No way!
You're the quickest. You'll be in and out without him knowing.
You have to do it.
We'll let you play up front.
OK.
Good boy! Go, Jamie!
That is not your ball and THIS is private property!
Follow me, little puffin.
What are all these for, Mr Moustache?
They are prizes for football the game you have been trying to play with very little success.
YOU played football?!
Don't sound so amazed. I was the best guardian of the goals around.
Guardian of the goals?
Goalkeeper! I was a goalkeeper!
I'm a centre-forward. 
You are hopeless.
You never pass the ball. You need someone to train your terrible team!
Who would train us?
I am now retired, of course, and very busy, but perhaps... 
I don't think we really...
You would like your ball back?!
I don't suppose you'd like to be our new trainer?
But Hercule was a very tough trainer.
No, no, no! We are not having the picnic!
We are training!
61, 62, 63.
I thought we were playing football.
I'm the trainer here! Keep jumping!
This is crazy.
Hercule was delighted. His plan was working.
Today, we play our first football match.
Great! That's cool!
Where's the other team?
It's Jack Big-Claw!
The Rockpool Crabs -- they're really good.
I am sure that we will lose the game by many goals, but we have to start somewhere.
Good luck to you all!
The puffins were determined to win, just to prove Hercule wrong.
OK. Let's go. Jamie, you play centre-forward.
Not like that! What did I tell you?!
Mark, please, at the back!
Midfield, you have to run!
Remember what Hercule tell you! No! That's terrible!
We'll have to win or he'll make us train forever.
One minute left!
No! No! The other way!
Fantastique! Just like I taught the little fellow. I mean, not bad.
What did you think, Mr Moustache?
I always knew you will win the game.
Let's celebrate! 
Celebrate?! There is something to celebrate?!
We won the game. 
By only one goal!
Against a team of crabs! Boof!
One goal! That's because you are not fit yet.
We will train all night and then all day and all night...
That WAS a nice story, Nelson. I'd like to meet Hercule Moustache.
Maybe he'll come for a visit. But now it's getting late.
I know! Time for bed! Goodnight, everyone!
Goodnight, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone.
What kind of story would you like to hear tonight?
What can I choose from?
Well, I know a dangerously dramatic story.
We've got a fabulously funny story!
And I know a lovely love story.
A love story? Yuk!
I don't think Lucy wants to hear a love story.
Well, maybe... 
Bet it's boring. 
No, it's not. 
Bet it is! 
Why don't we have a vote?
Yes! OK.
If you DON'T want to hear the love story, raise your hand or trunk now.
And now, those who DO want to hear Georgina's story...
That's three in favour and three against.
What about you, Boris? -- Well, actually...
I WOULD like to hear the love story.
Georgina, please tell us your story.
Thank you, Lucy. This is the story of Ronald and Rosie.
Ronald the rhino was strong and tough.
He wasn't scared of anything... or anyone.
It's Victor the crocodile. He's mean and nasty!
Mean and nasty, eh? Well, so am I!
Help!
Why does it always happen to ME?
But Ronald the rhino wasn't always tough. One day, Ronald saw Rosie.
She was everything he'd ever dreamed of -- tougher than a tornado, with a sweet smile and lovely long eyelashes.
Shall I ask Rosie if she'd like to bash a boulder with me? 
Yeah.
She likes you.
Yes? Did you want to say something?
I, um... I thought we could.
If you don't mind, we could, um...
We could WHAT?! 
Nothing. It's nothing. Sorry.
I thought you were someone else.
Bye! 
Bye.
Suddenly, Ronald wasn't so tough any more.
He liked Rosie, but he didn't know how to show his feelings, so he went to Audrey the Agony Ostrich for help.
Audrey... can I have a word? 
Ronald! Yes, of course.
How marvellous to see you! How can I help?
Well, I have a problem. It's like this.
I've just met a beautiful rhinoceros. Her name's Rosie.
Oh, how lovely. 
I want to be Rosie's friend, but I'm too shy to talk to her. 
Don't worry, Ronald.
The solution's very simple.
Give Rosie some flowers.
I'm sure she'd like that.
So Ronald picked some flowers.
I hope she likes the flowers.
Maybe she doesn't like flowers.
Of course she likes flowers. I hope she does.
Ugh! 
Hi, Rosie. 
Mmm?
I've brought you a flower posy. Rosie-posy. Get it?
Ronald? 
Yes? 
The flowers.
Yes? 
Where are they?
Oh, Ronald, you need a plan.
Um... Yes, I know!
A nest?
Yes, a lovely, romantic nest like the weaver birds.
So Ronald built a nest.
Hi, Rosie. Look what I made... just for you. 
A nest?
For ME?! Oh, Ronald, you shouldn't have! 
After you.
Oh, Ronald! It's lovely!
So pretty.
You're too heavy. I'm sorry, I didn't mean, um... 
Huh!
There MUST be a way.
Poetry! 
That'll do the trick.
Rosie, O Rosie
Wherefore art thou Rosie?
My dearest rhino Rosie
I'm sorry I ate your posy
And the nest was not that cosy
But I love your great big nosey!
Oh, no!
Are you saying I have a big nose?
Yes. Well, no. I mean your nose isn't SMALL. Um... in fact, it's quite big.
But I think it's cute.
I've never been so insulted in all my life. 
Come back, Nosey... Rosie!
I didn't mean to! Rosie, please!
Audrey was running out of ideas.
Oh, I've got it!
You must be Rosie's hero. 
Rosie's hero?
Yes, you must rescue Rosie.
Rescue her? Rescue her from what?
Something awful, something scary, something dangerous. 
But, Audrey, it won't work.
Rosie's a rhino. She's not scared of anything. It's no use.
I'll just have to be a very... lonely rhino.
Ronald felt very sad.
Oh, Rosie, oh, Rosie, if only you knew.
Then, something happened -- something awful AND scary AND dangerous.
Help!
Ooh!
Help! Help!
Help! Help!
Help! Help!
Are you all right, Ronald? 
Oh, Rosie, you rescued me.
Oh, that's OK. 
I was supposed to rescue YOU. 
Never mind.
You can rescue ME... next time.
Next time?! Oh, great! Uh...
Rosie...? 
Yes, Ronald.
Er, Rosie... would you like to bash a boulder with me?
Why, I'd love to, Ronald.
And so Ronald and Rosie lived happily ever after.
And the tick birds? 
They lived happily ever after, too.
Aw...
I've had enough of this lovey-dovey stuff.
Yes, so have I. Let's play a game! 
I know a good game. 
What is it?!
What is it? 
Kiss-chase.
Oh, no! 
Oh, yes!
Goodnight, Giggles.
Goodnight, Tickles.
Goodnight, Lucy.
Sweet dreams.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy.
Guess what. 
What? 
We've been to a party.
Not really a party, a get-together.
The food was delicious, I ate six bananas.
No, you didn't, you ate seven. 
We wanted you to come but you were at school.
Oh, that's OK.
Why don't we tell Lucy an extra special story tonight because she missed the party?
I could tell her about the time I ate 32 bananas.
Thanks, but I have a better idea.
Why don't we tell Lucy about our friend who moved home?
You mean the story about Nathalie, that was amusing.
Please tell me, Nelson. 
Very well, this is the story of Nathalie's Neighbours.
Nathalie the antelope had moved into a new home. She was excited.
This is what I've always wanted. Nice view.
Pretty tree for shade and shelter.
And it's such a nice neighbourhood.
Oh, I wonder who lives there.
Hello.
This is your new neighbour.
It'll be nice to have someone to talk to about music and ballet...
Hello, Natalie, I was just eating a muddy potato.
So, I hear we're neighbours.
Yes.
Nathalie didn't like her neighbour. 
Oh!
Herbert was messy.
Oh, THAT'S where my banana skin went.
Herbert was noisy.
That's it, I've had enough.
Nathalie went to see Audrey, the agony ostrich, for advice.
Hi, Natalie, how can I help you?
I don't like my neighbour. 
Go on.
He's driving me mad. He's messy and noisy...
Herbert? 
Yes, how did you know? 
Oh, just a guess.
What shall I do?
Well, you'll have to find Herbert a new home, as far away as possible.
She began searching straight away.
Oh, this water hole would make a nice home for Herbert.
Hmm, perhaps not.
Ooh, that looks quite nice.
Oh, dear.
Nathalie had to search for a very long time, but finally she found a nice muddy puddle.
Perfect.
And what made this home especially perfect was it was miles from anywhere.
This is a nice neighbourhood.
Grunt-grunt-grunt.
There are too many watermelons for MY liking. 
Watermelons?!
I hope you like it here, Herbert. It's so much more... you.
Sorry, did you say something? Yum-yum-yum.
And so, Herbert moved to the puddle on the hill and was very happy.
That's Herbert gone.
But what if another warthog moves into Herbert's old burrow?
Natalie decided to take no chances on her new neighbours -she would interview them herself.
Hello, Natalie.
Could you wipe your feet, please, Pauline?
No, that won't do. Next, please.
Hello, Alan. To start, tell me, do you have any hobbies?
Hobbies? Oh, yes, of course, I'm very interested in ants.
Did you know that there are lots of different kinds of ants?
And each ant is particularly suited to the place it lives...
Alan, can I stop you there?
I'm sorry, but I think you're too boring to have as a neighbour.
No offence. 
No, of course not. Thanks, anyway.
Too big!
Too small!
Too spiky!
Too smooth!
Nathalie only had ONE animal left to see.
You must be the lovely Nathalie.
Ooh, yes, that's me.
And you are...? 
Harry. Harry the hyena. 
Nathalie was very impressed with Harry. He was smart and polite.
The perfect neighbour.
I like things quiet, neat and tidy.
Me too. Spick and span, that's old Harry. 
Ah, good, good.
Natalie told Harry he could move in straight away.
Oh, you never said you had a family.
Don't worry, Nat, they're as good as gold.
Eh? What? Who's that?
Go on, son, laugh your little tail off.
He's got his father's laugh.
I hope this is just a bad dream.
She looks funny, Dave.
Ere, don't mind the kids, Nat, they're just having a laugh.
Nathalie soon realised she'd made a BIG mistake.
The hyenas were terribly noisy and extremely messy.
And worst of all, worst of all by far was the laughter.
Nathalie decided she had to do something.
My new neighbours are driving me mad with their laughing.
What shall I do? 
There's only one thing you can do. Get Herbert back.
Nathalie had a plan.
Grunt-grunt.
Hello, Natalie.
Hi, Herbert. Do you miss your old home?
Oh, no, the new pad is much better -beautiful mud pool, lots of watermelons.
So you won't be coming back then? 
Don't think so.
Well, can't stop, have to get back to my watermelons. 
Bye, Herbert.
Nathalie's plan hadn't worked.
There's only one thing left to do.
Hello. 
Eh!? You're a long way from home.
That's where you're wrong, Herbert. This is my NEW home.
We're neighbours again. 
Huh, you've got to laugh, haven't you?
Natalie and Herbert have been good neighbours ever since.
I'm glad I'VE got good neighbours. 
Who?
You lot, of course. 
Oh, yes.
And we're glad to have you too. But...
I know, time for bed. Good night, everyone.
Sleep tight, Lucy.
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone! Gather round. I've got a surprise for all of you!
A surprise? 
I made a drawing of you all -- look!
That's me! And that's ME! 
The spots look great, Lucy! What about us? Where are we?
That's you, Tickles, and this is Giggles or maybe it's the other way round!
Anyway, you're all there somewhere! 
I'M not! 
Who said that?
I did!
There's someone in that bush! 
Are you sure? I can't see anything!
That's because you're not looking hard enough! I'm Casper! 
Wow!
Casper the Chameleon! 
Magic! 
Not really -- it's just camouflage.
What's camouflage? 
Camouflage is... rather complicated.
Let me tell you a story.
One day, I was catching dragonflies by the waterfall, when...
Where did YOU come from? 
I've been here all the time.
But didn't see you! 
That's because I was using my camouflage.
Yes!
Uh... today, I want to tell you about camouflage. It's very important.
Oh... important things are usually boring things!
Where have you gone?
Don't talk with your mouth full! It's bad manners!
THIS is camouflage.
Chameleons can change colour to blend in with their surroundings.
But can't! 
You can! Think about the colour of a bunch of bananas.
That's good. Now, think of a green leaf.
Stop, Casper! It's not a game!
You must use this special talent properly!
I disappeared into the jungle with great plans of mischief!
Oh!
Well, Mr Watermelon, fancy meeting YOU here!
Oh!
It's me -- Casper! Isn't camouflage brilliant?
No, it's not brilliant, Casper, and I don't think you're funny at all.
Right, who's next?
Audrey the Ostrich had sat on her nest for a while, and she was thirsty.
I'm going for a drink, little egg. Be good, and I'll tell you a story when I get back.
Morning, Natalie! You're looking well!
What a lovely day it is! I was just saying so to my little egg.
Audrey... 
You should see my egg. He's so clever! 
Audrey...
I'm sure he'll be hatching very soon. 
Yes, dear?
Audrey, why's your egg rolling down that hill? 
Oh! OH!
Little egg!
Little egg? You're not my little egg!
No! I'm Casper the Chameleon! I'm practising my camouflage!
Your egg is fast asleep in his nest! 
It's not funny, and it's not clever, Casper.
Casper? Casper, where are you?
One, two, three... Oh! I'll never get the hang of skipping, Toby!
Try doing it a bit slower, Doris. 
OK.
One, two... 
Hey, look! 
What is it NOW, Toby?
It's another tortoise... over there, on that log. Look! 
Let's go and say hello. 
YOU can go, Toby.
Hi there! I'm Toby the Tortoise. Pleased to meet you.
What's your name? 
Hello, Toby. My name is...
Casper the Chameleon!
Fooled you!
Casper! I don't understand. Where did you come from?
I was practising my camouflage. Isn't it brilliant?
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!
Ha! I did it, Toby! I did it!.. Toby?
Toby, look out! 
Sorry, Doris, I can't hear you.
The waterfall is making too much noise. 
Waterfall?
That's when I realised we were in real danger.
Hang on! I'll get help!
I'm scared. What are we going to do? 
I don't know!
We've come to talk about Casper. He's been frightening the animals.
And, what's worse, he's pretending to be a watermelon. 
I'm so sorry.
I tried to teach my grandson to use his special gift in a good way, but the boy never listens! He always has to learn the hard way.
Help! Toby! Casper! Help! Skipping! Danger! Help!
Slow down, Doris. We can't understand what you're saying!
Casper and Toby are in... danger!
Danger? Where? -- The river!
The river?
Just then, Toby looked up at the sky and saw Seamus the Stork.
Look! 
Help, Seamus!
HELP!
He can't hear us. 
Then I had an idea.
Ah! There's something down there. Better take a closer look.
Help, Seamus!.. Whoa!
Hold on tight!
Toby, you're safe!
We want a word with you.
You've got a lot of explaining to do, Casper. 
I'm sorry.
Where have you been? My goodness -- you're all wet!
And they'd all be a lot wetter if it wasn't for Casper's quick thinking. 
He and Toby would have gone over the waterfall. 
Casper changed his colour so Seamus could see us. He saved my life!
You're a hero, Casper.
A hero? But I've been naughty.
Oh, look -- Casper's gone all pink. He's embarrassed!
You've learned to use your colour-changing sensibly. 
Hooray!
Thanks for the story, Casper. Will you change colour for us? Please!
Well... all right, just this once!
Hooray!
Brilliant!
Look -- I made a drawing of you.
I can't see anything -- just white paper!
It's a picture of you in the snow, using your camouflage!
Good night, Lucy! 
Good night, Casper. Good night, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Oh, hello, Lucy. 
Hello. What's up?
We're having a meeting. -- To investigate a complaint.
Sounds a bit serious. What sort of complaint? 
A complaining one!
Someone complained that we don't tell you enough stories about birds.
We like to be fair to everyone!
So we've decided to tell you a story about birds.
Anybody know any?
Um...
Hold on! What about poor old Seamus?
You remember when...? Oh, yes! And then... all that business...!
Will somebody tell me the story?
Oh, of course, Lucy.
Oh...!
This is the story of Seamus the Stork.
It was a beautiful day.
A light breeze blew cotton-wool clouds across the savannah sky.
Morning, Pauline! -- Morning, Weaver Bird!
Oops! Sorry, girls!
Crazy pelican!
Each bird had its own style of flying.
The snip-snip bird liked to look good!
Whereas Doris was happy just to be off the ground!
But the master of the skies was Seamus the Stork.
What a sight! It makes you proud to be a bird!
He's just showing off!
I could fly like that if I wanted!
Don't be silly, dear. 
Oh...!
Breathtaking!
Thanks, everyone! Prepare for... What the...?
Mayday! Mayday!
Prepare for emergency landing! 
Keep flying, Seamus! 
Are you all right, dear? 
Oh... Sure.
Oh... Clipped a bush with my wings.
I'm TRAINED to make emergency landings!
Best thing is to get airborne again straight away. Bye!
I can't seem to get off the ground! 
You've lost your flying feathers.
That's why you can't fly.
No more aerobatics for you, Seamus!
Now, then! That isn't very helpful! 
My feathers!
My beautiful flying feathers! Poor Seamus!
We have to try and help.
There must be a way...
I have an idea! Why don't we each lend Seamus one of OUR feathers?
I'm not lending out my beautiful feathers!
Marvellous idea, Doris! 
Thank you all!
I'll be off, then!
Seamus began to flap his new feathers.
Oh, dear. 
I've got a wee scheme! 
Will it hurt? 
We'll soon have you airborne again!
I want you all to gather twigs and leaves!
It will never work.
The weaver bird used all the twigs and leaves to weave a beautiful kite for Seamus!
There we are! Now, where's Seamus? 
Good luck, Seamus!
Now all we need is someone strong enough to hold the string.
Morning, all!
Nelson was only too help to help.
With a gentle breeze, Seamus was soon airborne once more.
Cruising at 50 metres... I suggest you sit back and enjoy the flight.
Splendid! Go, Seamus! 
It brings a tear to my eye!
But then Nelson got itchy!
Oh, what a nasty itch that is -- right behind my left ear!
Ah! That's better!
I say, Seamus, that's...
HELP!
Oh, well. He IS a bird. I'm sure he'll be fine.
There's only one thing for it, Seamus -you'll have to stay on the ground till your flying feathers grow back.
But that could take ages!
Audrey felt sorry for Seamus.
To help Seamus, I say we ALL stay on the ground until he's better!
OK... but it'll be very boring.
The savannah was a strange sight. Not a single bird was in the sky!
They were all on the ground playing a game!
Pick-up-sticks is my favourite!
You're next, Pauline!
My beak isn't very good for this sort of thing.
The game went on for a very, very long time.
Day turned to dusk... and dusk to night.
Night turned to dawn and still they played on.
Now it's Seamus's turn!
He's going for the big one at the top!
Seamus is out! 
But... he's flying!
My flying feathers! They're back!
Seamus had enjoyed the game so much, he hadn't even noticed his feathers had grown back!
Yippee!
Seamus was master of the skies once more!
I can fly! I can fly!
Me too!
I LIKE bird stories! 
It's time you flew up to bed! Come back soon! 
Goodnight, everyone!
GOODNIGHT, LUCY!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everybody!
What's going on?
We're not talking to them.
And we're not talking to them, either!
But you're all such good friends. Whatever can have happened?
Giggles stole my last banana!
Our last banana! Anyway, I didn't steal it. You did!
I believe Giggles. And I believe Tickles.
Tickles! 
Anyway, we're not friends any more!
You're still friends with me?
Oh yes!
Well, you must all still be friends with one another.
You know, I think Lucy's right. We don't want a big scene.
Like when Zed the zebra fell out with Gary the dromedary.
Why don't we all sit together and Nelson can tell us the story.
Zed was a handsome zebra.
And very popular with the other animals.
Morning, ladies! 
Hi, Zed!
Zed's such a good dancer!
Come on, girls! Let's go and practise our steps!
Hey, that is brilliant! 
I know!
I've just come from the desert.
Have you?
Yeah! There's not much to do in the desert.
Really?
This place is really brilliant! Tree, water hole, rock!
BRILLIANT! 
That's nice.
I must be going! 
No, I mean it!
Fancy meeting a tap dancing zebra!
Wait till I tell them in the desert!
Well, it does take lots of practice. 
But you're so good!
Can I have a go? 
Well?
YAWN!
Is that the time?
Sorry, I've really gotta go!
Isn't Zed brilliant?
1,205...1,206...
1,207...
1,208...
Isn't galloping brilliant?
Oh... um... hi. It's you again.
Gary's the name -- Gary.
Can I call you Zed? 
Well, yes.
But Zed wasn't very keen on being followed around!
As soon as he could, he raced away!
Chewing grass -- brilliant!
Can I have a go? Do you come here often?
Yummy! I like this sort of grass, don't you? 
Oh..!
Maracas!
Brilliant! 
Look, Gary!
Why don't you go and find some sand to play in?
OK, Zed. Any particular sort of sand? 
How about some sand that's a nice long way away?
A long way away -- brilliant!
Why didn't I think of that?
Bye, Zed. Bye, Herbert!
Bye, Gary.
Zed's really brilliant! Oh, I wish I could be like Zed!
Then Gary had an idea.
Hey, Giggles, Tickles!
BRILLIANT!!
Morning, ladies. 
Hi, Zed!
Morning, ladies!
Aren't stripes brilliant!! Do they suit me?
Well, Gary. Seeing as you asked. No, they don't!
Isn't the water hole brilliant?!!
It's time you went back home, Gary.
Oh, go home? Ha! What a great idea!!
BRILLIANT!
Gary, stop saying brilliant! AND stop copying me! You're NOT a zebra! 
Oh.
AND you're not my friend!
Um.
You're just a nuisance! Go away!!
OK... Zed...
If that's what you want.
Ha! Dromedaries! I don't know!
What WILL they think of next?! Purple spots and pink tail feathers!!
That wasn't nice, Zed!
Gary felt miserable. To cheer himself up he did a dromedary dance in the sand.
Craw!!
The next day Zed met Molly, Georgina and Natalie at the water hole.
Morning, ladies!
They were still angry because he was rude to Gary.
Hey, where are you going?
We're bored with your tap dance.
We've seen it all before!
Suddenly, Zed realised how Gary felt.
Hi, Gary. Lovely day for looking at the sand.
Did you want something?
I... well. I'm sorry I was rude. Please, can we be friends again?
But how can we be friends? You're a handsome zebra.
I'm just a little dromedary with big feet!
Let's do something together!
Dromedaries can't do anything special. 
Yes, they can!
Your sand dance!
My sand dance? That's nothing. ALL dromedaries do it!
Go on, Gary!!
Well, all right then.
But it's not very good.
BRILLIANT! Can you teach me the steps?
Hurray!!
Brilliant!!
From that moment on, Gary and Zed were the best of friends.
I like a happy ending! Me too! 
I've got a happy ending for you.
My banana!
I found it over by the tree!
It was there all the time?
We didn't see it cause we were too busy arguing.
And now, we can all go to bed.
Good night, Tickles. Good night. 
Yawn.
Good night, Lucy.
Good night, everyone.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone!
Hello, Lucy!
I was just eating some... mmm... blackberries.
They're very juicy. Here, would you like one?
Thanks, Nelson.
QUITE nice, but I like strawberries better.
MY favourites are gooseberries. 
Ours are raspberries!
And MY favourite berries are bumbleberries.
Bumbleberries?
Yes, bumbleberries are the yummiest berries in Africa.
They're great in pies and crumbles, and they make the BEST soup.
Georgina, are you making this up?
Oh, no, Lucy, it's the truth. She did make bumbleberry soup once. 
In that case, you'd better tell me the story, Molly.
One morning, Georgina the giraffe got up ESPECIALLY early.
It's bumbleberry day!
Good morning, Georgina.
Hello, everyone, and happy bumbleberry day!
You sound happy, Georgina.
Yes, Toby, I AM happy, because today's a very special day.
It's bumbleberry day, and I'm going to make bumbleberry soup.
I'm picking the bumbleberries now.
Can we come too?
I'll carry the basket. 
I'll pick the bumbleberries.
And I'll eat the bumbleberries! I mean, I'll help Kevin pick them.
Come on, then, everyone. Follow me.
Everyone ready?
Yes!
Is that enough berries, Georgina?
That's plenty, Toby.
Now, I'm going to show you how to make bumbleberry soup, from a special recipe my grandmother taught me.
First, we sort the bumbleberries.
Then we sieve them and stir them.
Mmm.
I'm getting jungle with a hint of lotus flower. Ooh, delicious!
Now, the soup needs to be whisked until it's pink and fluffy.
Where's my whisk? I'll have to go and look for it.
Doris, will you stir the soup?
The soup? 
There. I'll be back in a minute.
It's not quite sweet enough. Fetch me some honey, Toby.
Perfect. Just a little squeeze...
Now, where did I leave my whisk?
These curry leaves will make the soup nice and spicy.
No, it's still not right.
Chuck in some bananas, Kevin.
Not like that! You're meant to them first. Oh, well.
Where, oh, where could it be? Oh!
Georgina tried to reach the twig that looked like a whisk, but she couldn't stretch far enough.
Meanwhile, at the jungle clearing,
Hmm. Do I smell food, perchance?
Georgina's making a special soup.
And she's asked Doris to look after it for her.
Ooh, soup, yummy. You'll never believe this, but I just happen to have with me the ingredients to make the finest soup in Africa.
You have? Yes. 
Oh well. Right, now, let's give this soup a nice big stir.
Georgina was still trying to reach the twig.
Oh... ooh!
But Georgina didn't give up easily.
Back in the jungle clearing, more and more animals arrived, to find out what was cooking.
Just a little something
I've saved for a SPECIAL occasion.
Georgina still couldn't reach the twig that looked like a whisk.
Has anyone got anything else?
We have!
And when the tic bird put the final ingredient into the soup, it bubbled, and rumbled, until...
Quack! 
Georgina FINALLY managed to grab the twig.
Hello, everyone!
Have you come to try my special soup?
Hi, Georgina. I think your soup's all right,
I just stirred it, like you said.
My soup!
My beautiful bumbleberry soup!
What have you done to it? 
We added a few things, you see.
We wanted to make it even better!
But bumbleberry soup is made with bumbleberries only!
It's a special recipe.
It's ruined! And I've just used up all the bumbleberries.
I know. Why don't we make Georgina a special treat?
Doris thought of a plan to cheer Georgina up.
We've come to say sorry about the soup.
We thought you might like these. 
We made them ourselves!
Oh! Oh, that's so kind of you all.
Thanks. I'll just try one.
Ooh, that's quite nice.
I'll try another one, if I may.
That was a funny story, Molly. 
Funny, and yummy, too!
What? Why are you all looking at me?
Nothing, Nelson. Goodnight.
Sweet dreams!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone.
You look tired, Lucy. 
I had a busy day at school, but I had fun!
What's school like, Lucy? 
Well, you play games, and you have lessons. 
Proper lessons, like we do?
Do you have lessons in the jungle, Nelson?
Oh, yes, all sorts of lessons! There are elephant lessons...
And hippopotamus lessons... -- And monkey lessons!
I remember when cousin Chuckles learnt HIS monkey lessons!
In the jungle, we were always playing jokes on our friends.
Here he comes, now!
Hey, Herbert!
Fancy a nice muddy potato? 
Yes, please!
Here, catch!
Mmm, thanks, guys! This is delicious.
No-one was safe if WE were around.
What makes you so COOL, Zed?
It's my go-faster stripes, Giggles. 
Just look how fast I can run!
Not even Nelson the elephant was safe!
No, don't. Please don't! Oh! 
All the animals secretly enjoyed our monkey tricks, until one day, news of a visitor spread through the treetops!
Did you hear? 
Giggles' and Tickles' cousin Chuckles is coming to stay for the weekend!
Oh, no!
I bet he does lots of tricks!
Look out! Chuckles is coming!
Hooray! Let's hear it for Chuckles! Hooray!
Hooray! Hooray!
Giggles and Tickles, I presume? 
Hi there, cousin! Give me five!
Five what? 
What? 
A high five! You know, like this!
Excuse me, Mr Elephant. Am I in the right place?
Call me Nelson. Yes, Chuckles, you are.
These are your cousins, Giggles and Tickles.
We made you a banana pie, Chuckles.
You know, a banana pie?
Giggles?
Would you like some banana pie?
Why, yes, Tickles. I would love some banana pie.
Shall I give it to him, Chuckles? You know, GIVE it to him?
Well, if he'd like some, yes!
Here, Giggles, a nice sticky pie just for you!
Well, I SUPPOSE you'd all like to get to bed early.
Well, no, we'll have a party, with music, and... 
Perhaps tomorrow.
Is this your tree?
Ha, get off, Giggles!
Excuse me! Could you keep the noise down? I'm trying to concentrate.
Chuckles was VERY different from us. He didn't LIKE jokes!
But everywhere we went, Chuckles spoiled the fun!
Watch out, Mr Elephant!
Well, go on then, give it to me! 
I'll have that. 
Oh!
Oh.
Without our tricks, the jungle was VERY quiet.
The animals were VERY bored.
So, there's no fun, then?
Well, Nelson, if grass was fun, we'd all be eating sand for supper.
Oh, no! 
It was a joke. 
Was it? 
Yes.
Oh, well, thanks, Herbert. Yes. Ha. Very nice.
Everyone in the jungle was bored!
And when Chuckles had read all his books, HE was bored too.
Then Giggles had an idea.
Chuckles, why don't you visit Gordon? He's quite serious.
You can be serious together!
So Chuckles went to visit Gordon Gorilla.
Hello... Atchoo!
Chuckles. What are you doing here? 
I'm visiting Dr Gordon. 
So am I. 
I can't stop sneezing.
I've got a bad back.
I feel depressed.
Me too.
Hello, Chuckles. 
Come in. I won't be a minute.
There. All better now. I always say that laughter is the best medicine.
Laughter is a medicine? 
Yes! All they needed was a good laugh.
Your cousins usually keep all the animals happy.
And, therefore, healthy? 
That's correct.
I see. 
Would you like to study this book?
It might help. 
Hmm.
Monkey lessons. Yes, very interesting!
Bye, Dr Gordon.
Chuckles started to read the book Dr Gordon gave him.
The first chapter was on tickling.
Chuckles found it quite difficult, but he kept practising, all night.
The next day, Chuckles had a surprise for the animals!
Well, it's time for me to go. But first, I'll say a few words.
This'll be boring. 
Animals, birds and insects.
I'd like to say what a pleasure it's been to visit. 
How thoughtful!
I'd like to, but in fact it's been REALLY BORING!
THAT has been my fault entirely.
So, to make amends, I'd like to do this!
Well done, Chuckles! 
You learned the main monkey lesson.
Keep them laughing!
Giggles and Tickles,
I've made each of you a banana pie. 
You have?
Go on, Chuckles, give it to them!
And that's how Chuckles learnt his monkey lessons.
Now, he laughs all the time, like this!
I wonder if I'll have monkey lessons at school tomorrow.
Now it's time for a sleeping lesson, Lucy.
Sweet dreams, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy.
I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some special neighbours. Look!
Hello, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy.
Hi, Lucy. 
Oh, hello. Who are you?
Three guesses. 
Oh, hmm...
Your tail looks like a beaver's tail, so you must be a beaver.
Wrong!
Those feet look like flippers, how about a seal?
Wrong!
And that beak!
Definitely a duck!
I'm not a duck!
I'm a platypus and I come from Australia.
Mr Platypus has come to tell you a story.
Great! A platypus story! 
Actually, I wanted to tell you a kangaroo story.
Oh. 
It's about Joey the kangaroo.
It's a very good story.
Well... All right then.
Joey the kangaroo and his friends Jimmy and Phoebe wanted to go camping, but Joey's mum said he was too young.
You're just out of the pouch. Maybe next year.
But all the other kids are going!
Mr Platypus will look after us.
Mr Platypus? 
Yeah! He'll be there all the time.
Well...
All right then!
Yeah! Thanks, Mum!
Oh...
Don't forget to put this blanket on at night.
I won't. 
Wash behind your ears.
I will.
Oh, and Joey?
Yes, Mum?
Don't slouch, darling.
The campsite was a long way off, but it was a nice day for walking.
Where's Joey?
Joey wished his mum hadn't packed so many things.
Come on! We don't want to be late.
OK, everyone. I know a shortcut.
I can hear someone behind us! We're being followed!
Is it the monster of the Big Red Rock?
Hi, kids!
I forgot to tell you to take care in the midday sun and wear your hat.
But, Mrs Kangaroo! It's still morning!
It's never too early to wear a hat.
Now, kiss Mummy.
Bye!
It's never too early to wear a hat!
Joey, Jimmy and Phoebe arrived at the campsite.
Fancy some grub?
Yeah! 
Yeah!
It's fun cooking your own food.
I've never eaten eucalyptus stew.
OK, kids.
Tuck in!
Hold on, Joey!
Mum!
What have I told you about eating strange food with your delicate tummy?
Delicate little Joey!
I've bought you some nice home cooking.
Here it is! Your favourite!
Thanks, Mum.
I thought you might have known better.
But... 
My Joey needs looking after.
Eat your sandwich and give Mummy a kiss.
Bye!
Oh!
Jimmy and Phoebe began to tease Joey about his mum.
Sure your mum doesn't mind you climbing these rocks?
Pay attention, everyone. The aim of this game is to get across the river.
Yes! Swimming!
No, not by swimming.
Huh? 
We're going to get across by swinging on these vines!
I'll be over here ready to give you a hand.
OK. Phoebe, you first.
Hey!
Jimmy, you next.
Yeah!
Now it was Joey's turn.
He'd just grabbed the vine when suddenly...
Joey, don't you dare go near that river!
Mrs Kangaroo?! What's going on?
The river's cold.
It's not deep.
What if Joey lands awkwardly and twists his ankle?
I'll be fine, Mum!
No more silly games or you'll have to come home. Kiss!
Bye!
Oh!
It was Joey's first night away from home.
This'll give him a fright! Watch! 
W-Who is it?
What's that?
I don't know. Run for it!
Oh, hello! I just popped in to give Joey his cuddly koala toy.
He can't sleep without it. 
I know you mean well, Mrs Kangaroo, but Joey is a big boy now.
I think you should give him a chance to enjoy this trip on his own.
I suppose I have been fussing.
I'll do as you say. But you will keep an eye? 
Yes, Mrs Kangaroo.
I'll keep an eye on him.
Careful, Jimmy!
Huh!
This is easy!
Huh!
Oh!
Come back, Jimmy!
Oh!
Keep calm, Jimmy.
We'll think of a plan. 
Oh!
Maybe someone could swing across and grab Jimmy. 
I'll go!
You, Joey?
Oh!
Ah!
Whoa!
Ah!
Whoa! Jump!
Oh!
You're a real hero, Joey!
It was nothing!
Except... 
Except what?
Except I wish my mum could have seen me!
What Joey didn't know was that his mum had seen everything.
She was very proud of her son.
That was a good story.
I'd like to go camping.
But now it's time for bed.
Oh, all right. Come back soon!
I will. Good night, Lucy. 
Good night.
Sweet dreams!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, Lucy. 
Hi, everyone.
Hello, Lucy. What's that?
It's a torch. 
Oh, it's very bright.
Yes, well, I keep it by my bed. 
Why do you keep a torch by your bed?
To look under my bed.
Under your bed? 
Yes. I had to check that there are no monsters under it.
Monsters? Under the bed? 
Dear Lucy, I'm sure there are no monsters under your bed.
Let me tell you a story.
Ah!
Jazz the jaguar thought he was fierce and brave.
Jaguars are scared of nothing. 
There's someone behind you.
Do you think I'm going to fall for that old one? No way, Jose!
Ah! where did you come from?
I'm not scared. You surprised me, that's all.
Boo! 
Ah!
You think that's scary?
Listen to this.
Once upon a time, a great big monster with pink spots lived in the middle of a dark forest.
A forest? Like the one behind us? 
Ooh!
Yes, just like this one.
When the monster was hungry it made a terrible noise and it ate boulders for its supper.
Boulders for supper? Now, that's scary.
The monster came out of the forest, opened his great big mouth and...
The monster -- it's coming. Hide!
It's Adam the armadillo.
Hi, Taco. 
Hi, Adam. Did you see the monster in the forest?
What monster? 
Oh, hello, Jazz.
Oh, that's a nasty cough you've got, Jazz.
You should drink a hot cup of cocoa and go to bed.
I'm going to see my friend Annie in the forest.
Oh!
The forest is a scary place, my friend.
You're too small to be out on your own. 
The monster might get you.
I'm not scared of monsters. I better be off. Annie will be waiting.
Bye.
Is there a monster in the forest?
No, but little Adam doesn't know that.
We're going to scare his pants off. I have a secret plan.
He has a secret plan.
Leopoldo, Jazz and Taco decided to go into the darkest, creepiest part of the forest and frighten Adam.
Oh, I don't like it here.
It's too dark.
I-It's too quiet.
It's too noisy.
Quiet, Adam's coming.
Right. You know what to do. Let's go.
Taco dropped things on Adam to frighten him.
But Adam wasn't scared.' 
Oh, these are bongo nuts.
Mmm, my favourite.
Leopoldo made a trail of monster footprints to frighten Adam.
But Adam still wasn't scared.
Oh, I wonder who made these footprints?
Well, there's only one way to find out.
Hello, Leopoldo.
Adam.
Fancy meeting you here.
Yes. Well... I...
What are you doing on those stilts?
I'm falling off them. Oh, ouch!
Well, I must be going. My friend Annie will be wondering where I am.
Oh, Adam's not scared of anything.
He's only a little armadillo. He must be scared of something.
I'm gonna scare him out of his armadillo pants.
Jazz decided to set a trap for Adam.
OK, so the little armadillo is walking through the forest, he is chased by the big rock.
He says, "Oh, no! A big rock!"
He runs through the forest, then he sees the cactus monster.
He says, "Oh, no. I am very scared."
He steps back, he falls in the mud and he gets hit by the fruit.
Boy! Will he be scared!
But Jazz's trap went off too soon.
Oh!
Uh!
Hi, guys.
Hi, Adam. 
Jazz had a little accident.
I got chased by a big... Ouch!.. rock, then I slipped in the mud. Then the cactus falls on me.
Were you scared? 
Yes. no.
Like I told you before, we're not scared of nothing.
Now that you're all here, would you like to meet Annie?
She should be around here somewhere.
Annie! Annie!
Annie!
Wait here. I'll go and find her.
Well, my friends, if we can't scare Adam, we can scare his little friend.
Err, what's her name? 
Annie.
Yes, we'll scare his friend Annie, instead.
Did someone mention my name?
It's the monster!
Oh, where have Jazz, Leopoldo and Taco gone?
Do you think they were scared of little me?
How could anyone be scared of Annie? She was so gentle.
You can be scared of things you don't know.
When you do know, they're not frightening.
You're right, Nelson. Well, I better go to bed. 
Huh?
The monster under my bed will be getting lonely.
Night night, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy!
Hi, everyone, sorry I'm late.
We thought you weren't coming.
Yeah! We thought you'd forgotten us. 
I'd never do that.
That's nice. Some animals have terrible memories.
Not elephants. No, not elephants. 
I know an animal with a bad memory. I forget what animal. 
Oh, Boris.
I have a story about a forgetful animal. Listen.
This story is of Boris the bear. 
Who me? Your story is about me?
Yes, don't worry it's a very nice story. You told me it yourself.
Is it all right, if I continue? 
It was autumn in the forest where Boris lived.
The animals wanted to eat as much as they could before winter.
Boris the bear was feeling very hungry, too. 
No, not there.
But he had a problem.
Not there, either.
Hello!
Hello!
Anyone there?
Hello, Boris, what are you up to? 
I've lost my honeycomb.
I had it this morning, but now I can't find it anywhere.
Poor Boris! Hey, Beverley, did you hear?
Boris has lost his honeycomb.
Winter's coming!
Hey Randolph, heard the news?
What news? Boris has lost his honeycomb. 
Aw... bad news, big fella!
The animals decided to try and help Boris.
I got it!
Boris, can't remember where he put the honeycomb but he had it earlier today, so we'll just repeat everything he's done.
Beverley, that's a mighty fine idea.
Let's start. What's the last thing you remember?
I... ooh... um...
You don't have to walk backwards, Boris think backwards.
It's easier to remember like this.
Boris remembered he had been washing his paws.
That would look nice in my cave. 
Boris, what are you doing?
The honeycomb?
Wow! It's a nice piece of timber... Hey!
Why are you going that way? 
We're not. Get off the log!
Oh! Uh!
You'll... have to jump, Boris.
But Boris didn't like getting wet. 
Hey, watch out for my dam. 
Oops!
That dam took ages to build.
Boris will help you build a new one.
Let's concentrate. We haven't found Boris's honeycomb.
What did you do before you were at the river?
Ah, yes!
What were you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?
I can't remember. I think I was running. 
Running?
But you don't like exercise.
Yes. It's strange isn't it!
What was that noise?
Boris's stomach, probably.
No, it came from over there.
Now, I remember why I was running.
To get away from the herd of bison.
Hey! Not that way, I've got mushrooms there.
My beautiful mushrooms!
Oh, oops, oh, sorry, Randolph.
Boris's friends wondered if they would ever find the honeycomb. 
What did you do before the bison chased you, Boris?
Um... that's easy. I took a nap.
I can even remember where.
That's the way, big fella! 
I was lying down on some soft moss.
This is good Boris. What else?
Such lovely soft moss. 
And I had my eyes shut.
It was so warm and cozy.
BORIS!
What, huh?
I don't think we're EVER going to find that honeycomb.
I like the mountains. The air is so fresh.
I only came up here to play in the snow!
You mean... We're not looking for honeycomb?
Oh, Boris!
You just can't help some animals.
Darn it... I lost my whole crop of mushrooms.
At least we tried!
Doesn't anyone want to play?
I think Boris is shouting to us.
He probably wants to play some silly game in the snow. 
Look out! 
Hah!
BORIS!
You're a hero!
I was looking for my honeycomb.
Boris and his friends arrived back in the forest.
And Boris sat down on his favourite old log.
Ooh!
What's that under your log, Boris?
My honeycomb! Mmm!
You mean...? It was here all the time. 
Under your nose?
How could I forget?
Anyone for honey? 
BORIS!
Oh, Boris, you are funny sometimes! 
Oh, well!
When we need to remember...
We tie our tails in a knot. See? 
What are you trying to remember? 
I know the answer.
Is it Lucy's bedtime?
Correct! 
Hmm, I should have guessed.
Oh, well, goodnight everyone.
Sleep tight, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy!
Hi, everyone!
HI, LUCY! 
Nelson! What happened?
Oh... I'm fine. No need to fuss.
Nelson fell over! It was quite funny, actually! 
A little slip, that's all. 
Will someone tell me what's going on?
We thought that instead of a story, you might like a gymnastic display.
And Nelson volunteered to start off with his triple-back-somersault.
I'm a bit rusty. 
Dear old Nelson!
I like gymnastics, but perhaps a story would be easier.
I tried to tell him! I should have warmed up first.
How about a story while Nelson recovers? 
Good idea, Boris!
This is a story about my friend Melanie.
When the first snow began to fall in the forest,
Melanie Moose knew it was nearly her birthday.
But she wasn't happy.
It's no fun being a moose! I'm so big and clumsy!
I wish I could spin like a squirrel. I suppose I could try!
Jumping jellybeans! That's the strangest dance I've ever seen!
Whatever are you doing, Melanie? 
Oh... nothing, Randolph.
She's jumping for joy, Randolph!
Am I right in thinking it's your birthday soon? 
Well... yes...
Melanie's birthday!? Now, that's exciting!
We must have a party! 
There's a cake to bake...
And presents to make! 
Oh, well... I'll be seeing you.
Bye, darling! Now, where were we...? Oh, yeah -- about these presents...
We were all so excited, we forgot whose birthday it really was.
My finest mushroom!
Melanie's gonna be SO pleased with her present!
Beverley Beaver was looking for the tallest tree in the forest.
Hello, Mr. Tree!
You're just what I'm looking for -- tall and handsome!
Tim-ber!
Have a nice day!
Melanie will LOVE this long, smooth log!
Meanwhile, I was busy mixing up a special blend of sweet things!
Now, let me see. Two drops of delicious lavender honey!
Three drops of...
Slurp!.. maple syrup!
And four... No, FIVE...
Slurp!.. drops of clover honey! Mmm!
Yummy!
Ooh...! Oh...
I wish I could leap like a salmon.
What's she doing now?
It's her birthday tomorrow. She's probably taking a bath.
Night, Melanie!
The next day, when the sun rose over the snowy mountains, it was Melanie's birthday!
I wish I could fly like an eagle.
Morning, Melanie!
Oh, hi, Beverley.
Oh, Randolph! I'm so sorry!
We've each got you a present!
The biggest, juiciest mushroom in the forest -- just for you, Melanie!
Melanie didn't like mushrooms very much.
Eh... thanks, Randolph.
And THIS is from ME!
Oh... it's a log. That's nice...
And guess what Boris the Bear got you!
Oh, Boris! You shouldn't have!
And you didn't. 
Oops!
Oh, dear! I seem to have eaten it all!
Thanks, everyone. Now, if you don't mind, I'll go and look at the snow.
I don't get it! 
That was one grade -- A prime timber log!
High-cut, close-trimmed, in-season mountain pine!
And that was no ordinary mushroom!
I just tasted the honey to make sure it was the way I like it!
You said it right there, Boris, old buddy!
We've given Melanie something that we'd like ourselves!
I still don't get it! 
Not what MELANIE really wanted!
Oh, I get it!
What would Melanie want more than anything else in the world?
She wants to fly like an eagle, leap like a fish and spin like a squirrel! Uh... But that's impossible for a moose!
Maybe not!
Hi, Melanie!
We got you another present. Close your eyes!
Beverley led Melanie all the way to the top of a mountain.
Now, open your eyes, Melanie!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
A snowboard? Just what I've always wanted!
Hey! I can make it go where I want it to!
Melanie was having the time of her life!
Thank you for such a wonderful present!
Now you can fly like an eagle. 
Leap like a fish!
And spin like a squirrel!
But best of all is to have a birthday... like a moose!
A snowboarding moose! What a great story, Boris!
Are you all right now, Nelson? 
Quite recovered, thank you.
When can we see your triple flip?
I'm sure Nelson could do one if he wanted to.
But let's stick to stories -- that's what you do best!
That's right, Lucy! Just one more thing...
Bed? I know.
Goodnight, everyone! 
GOODNIGHT, LUCY!
Hello. I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
It's Gordon the Gorilla, I tell you. 
No, Gordon's much too friendly.
I say it's that vulture who lives on Table Mountain.
No way! Birds aren't frightening. 
Hi, everyone. 
Oh, hi, Lucy! 
What are you talking about?
We're trying to decide who is the most frightening animal. 
Oh!
I don't think any of you are very frightening, except... except I think that crocodile is sometimes a little scary.
Not Kevin. The other one. 
You mean Victor? 
Yes, that's the one.
Of course -- Victor!
He IS frightening sometimes.
Yes, he scares ME.
I know a story about our friend Victor. Listen!
It was sunset at the water hole and the animals were in a playful mood.
Now YOU try, Nelson.
Oh!
You just need some more practice, then you'll be fine.
The animals liked to catch up on all the latest gossip.
Well, it's a wig, you know.
Really?!
There's no doubt about it. I've never seen a zebra with a red mane!
Have you?
Pit stop. Can't stay long.
Sorry, Vic. Didn't mean to splash you.
The name is VicTOR!
Sorry, VicTOR.
Victor the Crocodile was NOT amused.
This water hole is getting too crowded.
Zebras, monkeys, antelopes!
I'm the biggest and strongest. It's time I had my own water hole.
The next day, as usual, the animals made their way to the water hole for a morning drink.
Hey, Victor's early today. 
I've got something to tell you all.
Oh?
As from today, this is MY water hole and you lot can't use it.
Is this a joke? 
It's no joke.
From now on, you can find somewhere else to drink and splash.
Well, I never! 
Where are WE supposed to go?
That's not my problem.
I should have done this years ago.
No-one wanted to argue with Victor.
The animals had to try and find another water hole.
I know where there's an underground spring.
There's nothing down there!
Then Nelson thought he had an idea.
This is a tree. We're supposed to be looking for water.
Yes, I know it's a tree. But there's water in the roots.
Strange. There always used to be water there.
Oh, dear.
Meanwhile, Victor was enjoying having the water hole to himself.
Sharing pools is just for fools I'd rather bathe alone
I'm in charge Cos I'm mean and large
This water hole's my own.
The summer nights were long and hot. 
Without their water hole, the animals were thirsty and dusty and found it very hard to sleep.
What are you doing?
I'm counting bananas to help me get to sleep. But it isn't working.
Water! Lovely, bubbling water.
I've got it!
I'm asleep.
I've just remembered where there's lots and lots of water.
Are you sure?
The animals set out on another long walk, led by Ronald and the Tick-Tick bird.
This is it, everybody.
But where's the water?
Yeah. It's a dust bowl, man.
Help me look. There's an underground spring.
Come on, let's go home. We're wasting our time here.
Now, THIS is what I call a shower.
The animals played in the water all day. There was enough for all.
Meanwhile, Victor's water hole had begun to grow dry.
His baths weren't so enjoyable now and there was only mud left.
This isn't fair!
Good morning, Giraffe.
Uh... Georgina.
Do you mind... sharing your...? 
No. No chance!
Morning, chaps. Nice and rainy where you are.
I wonder if I could... 
Selfish bunch! Can you believe it?!
I don't want to share your water. I'm going back to my own dust hole.
Pity. If you DID want to share some water with us, I had a suggestion.
A suggestion?
Yes. You could try an apology.
An... apology?
What's an apology?
It's when you say you're sorry.
I see.
Victor had never said sorry to anyone before. It wasn't easy.
I'm slightly sorry. How about that?
I was a teeny-weeny bit wrong.
I'm... nearly sorry.
Not bad. Try once more.
Finally, after a lot of practice, Victor got it right.
Oh! I'm sorry for being such a selfish old crocodile.
That's wonderful, Victor.
I'm sorry for being such a selfish old crocodile.
But I could never say that in public, in front of the others.
They'd think I was going soft. 
Say it once more for me. 
I'm sorry for being such a selfish old crocodile.
Nice apology, Victor.
I think we can finally forgive you.
Come up to the hill this afternoon. We might have a surprise for you.
OK, Victor. 
What is it? 
It's a water park! 
What do I do?
Sit back and enjoy the ride.
Come on, it's great fun.
The animals had built a water slide down to the old water hole.
I may be friendly today, but tomorrow I'll be back to my scary old self.
So, you see, not even Victor is scary ALL the time.
No, but I still wouldn't like to share a bath with him. 
Lucy!
We've thought of something even more scary than a crocodile.
Two crocodiles? 
No.
The two-headed monkey monster!
Very funny, you two. But our story is finished now. Time for bed, Lucy.
Oh! Good night, everyone.
Good night, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone!
A banana tree forest! 
Huh?
A beautiful, cold iceberg!
Pardon? 
We're imagining we're on a holiday! 
Oh! I like doing that too! 
Really?
Yes! I close my eyes and think of faraway places!
Remember the hyena's holiday? -- Oh...! Yes... That WAS funny!
Poor Edna! She bumped into Alan the Aardvark... and he started talking about ants!
Is this going to be a story?
Uh... Well, I wasn't meaning to... It was just...
Tell us the story, Nelson!
Very well, since you insist.
This is the story of the hyena's holiday.
It was a glorious morning.
The hyena family were up bright and early.
Kids! Up here!
But we're PLAYING!
Never mind that -- get yourselves up here!
Since it's such a beautiful day, your mother and I have decided we should all go for a picnic!
Oh, we HAVE, have we? 
But we're playing HERE!
I know a lovely spot by Water Lily Lake!
Edna?
Excellent! Off we go!
The hyena family walked... and walked... and walked some more.
Harry! Are you sure this is the way to the lake?
Of course it is! I've walked this path a thousand times before!
We've walked past this tree before!
Oh...
We won't move another step until you ask for directions!
Just then, Georgina the giraffe walked by.
Hi, there! And when you arrive at the jungle clearing, take right, then left... and you'll be at the lake.
Well, that was more or less my route... Now we're on our way!
That looks like rain to me! Shall we turn back?
It'll be nice and sunny by the lake!
Dad, can we go home now?
Does the hyena family quit when the going gets tough?
No way! We're gonna enjoy our day whether you like it or not!
Finally, Harry and his family arrived at Water Lily Lake.
The beautiful view soon cheered them up.
Harry found a nice spot on the beach for the picnic.
I'm starving! 
Me too! What did you bring to eat?
Yeah, Dad! Where's the grub?
You little jokers! You... did bring some food, didn't you? 
No!
We thought YOU were organising it!
Well... at least we're all together.
Eh... we're off exploring. Yeah -- this place is boring. 
I'm going too. 
Where? 
Huh... Fresh air! The afternoon to yourself, Harry me lad.
Harry decided to go for a swim in the lake.
Then he remembered he couldn't swim!
What's orange and spotty and goes splash?
I like your riddles, Kevin.
No -- over there. There IS something orange and spotty going splash.
Except now it's going glug... instead of splash.
It looks like Harry the hyena! Quick! Let's DO something!
Oh... thanks for saving me, you two!
That's OK! Bye!
If Edna had been here, that would never have happened.
She knows I can't swim.
Oh... I wonder if she's missing me.
Nice to have some time on your own, Edna.
Peace and quiet... 
Oh, hello, Edna. Fancy meeting YOU here.
Are you visiting the famous Longogo Ant Hills too?
Ant hills...? 
Yes!
Spectacular, aren't they! Slurp! 
I'll give you a guided tour.
You'll see many different types -- including red ants, yellow ants, black ants...
Now, this little fellow is the rare and rather tasty striped rock ant.
Delicious!
Edna was getting bored.
At least the twins seemed to be having fun, exploring the old volcano.
This way! No! THIS way! 
Before long, the twins got themselves completely lost.
I wish Dad was here! I wish Mum was here! 
What was that?
Edna! 
Harry!
Good to see you! You haven't seen the twins...?
They were over by the old volcano...
Oh, thank goodness they're all right! 
Johnnie!
Oh, THANK YOU, Georgina!
This reminds me of the one about the giraffe with no spots!
You should have seen this aardvark I met!
Georgina showed us the treetops! 
We had such a cool time!
The hyenas had learned... that things are much more fun if you have someone to share them with.
Oh... it's been a perfect holiday! 
I don't think I'd like to go on a picnic with the hyena family!
Besides, I know the best place in the world to visit! 
An iceberg?
A banana tree forest? 
No! Right here at the zoo, of course!
But now it's time to visit your bed.
Goodnight, everyone.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Listen to MY joke! I've got a new joke too! 
I'm sorry? 
Stop it!
Now, now!
Lucy can't hear a thing if you all talk at once!
How about we LISTEN to a story?
Good idea! 
I know one about someone who found it hard to keep quiet!
You mean Herbert the Warthog?
Oh, yes! I like stories about him! He's funny!
This is the story of Herbert's Peaceful Day.
It was a peaceful afternoon in the African savannah... but not for long!
Herbert! 
Hot rhythms, Herbert! You've got hot rhythms! 
Please find something else to do -- preferably something that doesn't involve making so much noise!
Blooming cheek! That wasn't noise! That was melody!
Why do they always have a go at ME? I'm a musical warthog! 
Excuse me...
Do you HAVE to talk to yourself all the time? It's quite annoying!
You're frightened to BREATHE these days!
Herbert decided to cheer himself up by having a little snack.
Do you HAVE to make those horrible noises?
Who -- me?
Yes -- YOU! 
I don't make horrible noises...
Yes, you do!
In fact, you never shut up!
DOES he? Not for a minute! 
Sorry. But you couldn't keep quiet even if you wanted to. 
Bet I could.
We're going to set you a challenge.
Yes! If you can stay silent for a whole day...
From sunrise to sunset...
We will give you the biggest, juiciest watermelon you ever saw.
But if you lose, you have to hand over your musical rocks.
I accept.
Are you sure? 
Sure I'm sure! This will be easy!
The challenge begins at sunrise tomorrow. 
I'll be ready!
He'll never do it. I give him two minutes, at most. 
Oh, without those musical rocks, the savannah will be so peaceful!
Herbert usually began the day with a large breakfast.
Then just in time, he remembered that he had to stay silent all day.
And Herbert could never eat anything without making a noise.
He didn't eat his breakfast! Don't worry. Plenty of time yet! 
Hey, Herbie! Dig our groovy sound?
We need a drummer!
Welcome aboard! You know the girls. 
Hi, Herbert!
OK, Herbert -- you lead us in.
On the count of three... 1, 2, 3...
Herbert really wanted to join in.
But just in time, he remembered the challenge.
That's drummers for you!
Hi, Herbert!
You're doing very well with the challenge!
Why don't we play a game to pass the time and keep your mind off things?
Em... Let's play First To See. I call out the name of a thing... and whoever sees that thing first wins. OK?
OK. Let's start with... first to see... a bird!
A bird!
OK, I'll give you another chance. I won, so I get to choose again.
First to see... an ant!
An ant! I won again! Not very good at this, are you, Herbert?
Herbert had a frustrating afternoon.
He decided to find a spot where he could spend the rest of the day alone.
But he couldn't fall asleep, just in case he'd start snoring!
I know how we can make Herbert make a noise! Watch!
Herbert was VERY ticklish!
This was his biggest test so far.
But he was DETERMINED not to laugh.
I don't believe it!
No-one has ever resisted our tickling before!
The sun began to set and Herbert felt it was safe to return.
Surely nothing could stop him from winning the challenge NOW.
Well done, Herbert! You must be very pleased!
Did you find it hard?
It's no use! We've had it!
It's almost sunset and he hasn't made a single noise!
We may as well give him the prize!
Bring forth the giant watermelon! 
Nine...!
Eight...! Seven...!
Six...! Five...! Four...!
Three...! Two...!
Herbert lost the challenge! Herbert lost the challenge!
Say something, Herbert! You can speak now, you know!
It was a brave effort!
So much so, we've decided to offer you a little consolation prize.
The giant watermelon is yours!
Yeah -- you deserve it! Well? What are you waiting for? 
We should have peaceful days more often!
That was a great story!
Very funny! YOU won't be able to stay quiet either!
I'm going now.
Goodnight, everyone! 
Goodnight, Lucy... Oops!
I told you so!
Goodnight, Lucy! Peaceful dreams!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Ah!
Hello, Lucy! 
Huh?
I can't SEE anyone! Where are you?
Here with Boris, here with Giggles and Tickles, and here with Nelson.
Lucy, may I introduce Annie the anaconda? Annie -- this is Lucy.
Hi, Lucy! I've heard so much about you.
I thought I'd come and say hello. 
Nice to meet you!
My! You're so BIG!
And... I've got a BIG story for you!
This one's about... lost treasure! 
Wow!
Adam the armadillo and I were best friends.
Again! Again!
No more roller coasters, Adam. You'll be tired out.
Just once more, please! 
Oh, all right, then. Hop on my tail.
Annie! Look at this!
What is it? 
A trail of some kind.
A treasure trail? 
Did someone say treasure?
Gold? -- And silver? -- And diamonds?
I've heard of a treasure hidden on a mysterious mountain.
Do you know where this mountain is? 
Maybe it's THAT one, over there.
What's mysterious about that mountain?
It doesn't look mysterious to me!
The story says there's a box of treasure on the top. 
Treasure?
Eh... Adam, my little friend.
How, eh, much treasure do you think is in this, eh, box? 
Lots and lots, I should think! 
Lots? What do you mean, "lots"?
So much silver, gold, diamonds, emeralds and pearls, you don't know what to do with it!
What are we waiting for? Let's go on a treasure hunt!
Yeah! Let's go! 
You can't come. You'll slow us down.
Huh? 
Don't worry, Adam. We'll go together, you and I.
Jazz, Leopoldo and Taco each wanted to get to the treasure first.
Oh! Ouch!
How we gonna get across? 
Teamwork -- that's how!
Meanwhile, Jazz and Leopoldo found themselves in the middle of a prickly cactus forest.
Oh, no! 
Don't worry, Annie. I've an idea!
Jazz, Leopoldo and Taco were lost in the jungle.
Hah! The mysterious mountain!
The treasure is MINE!
The treasure is MINE!
Oh! Ouch!
The treasure is MINE!
Open up, you silly box!
Whoever wants my treasure, must share the prize and work together.
What's that?!
Taco's talking to someone.
Eh...! The mountain...! It was TALKING to me!
Has the sun gone to your head?
Rocks don't talk!
Oh, yes, they DO!
I am Itchy Quatso, the mysterious mountain, and I have treasure for whoever can solve my riddle!
I can solve it. Tell it to me!
No, no! Don't tell HIM! Tell ME!
I'm much more cleverer-er than him!
Whoever wants my treasure, must share the prize and work together.
Huh! I'm not sharing the prize!
No way, Jose!
What's with this "work" thing? We're rich -- we don't NEED to work! I'm confused!
Hi, guys! Wow! Is this the mysterious mountain?
Isn't it beautiful? 
It's...
No, this is not the mysterious mountain. It's just ANY old mountain.
No treasure! It's extremely confusing! We might as well go home.
Whoever wants my treasure, must share the prize and work together.
The rock's talking!
See? I said it's confusing! 
Hello, Mr Mountain!
Whoever wants my treasure, must share the prize and work together. know what it means. 
You do?
If we help each other... 
Work as a team? 
We can reach the treasure.
It's impossible! It's too steep!
I'm going home! 
Wait!
Let's work TOGETHER... Look.
I can help.
Come on up, Adam.
How do we open the chest? can do it!
Bongo nuts! 
Bongo nuts? That's not treasure!
It may not be to YOU, but it IS to a hungry armadillo!
Now you mention it, I DO feel peckish!
Teamwork! I'll crack the bongo nuts with my beak.
Wow! Yeah! Real treasure! Let's have a party!
And so everyone shared the treasure of the mysterious mountain and had a great party!
Yeah! I want to have a party, too! 
Sorry, Lucy, but there's no time.
It can't be time for bed ALREADY!
How about a quick roller-coaster ride on my coils?
Oh, yes, please! Can I, Nelson?
Well... oh... all right! But only if it's a quick one.
Yeah!
Climb up on my tail, then. 
Now it's time for bed. Sweet dreams, Lucy!
Thanks for the ride, Annie! Good night, everyone!
Goodnight, Lucy!
Hi, everyone!
Gather round. I've brought you all a treat.
Who'd like a biscuit?
A biscuit? 
I'll have one!
Me too!
Hey! Don't push! There's enough for everyone.
Oh!
Oh, thank you, Lucy!
I made them myself, you know.
What's wrong? What did I do?
The bag. You threw it away.
But it's only a paper bag... 
Lucy, let me tell you a story about Nigel.
Nigel? Who's Nigel?
Nigel was my favourite little nephew.
He was coming to the savanna for the rainy season.
Oh, dear me! Is that the time already?
I wonder where Nephew Nigel is.
He should be arriving any minute.
Oh!
Oh, Nigel, it's you.
Hi, Uncle Nelson, sorry I'm late.
I took a shortcut.
Well, at least you're here.
Let me introduce you to everyone before the rainy season.
What's so special about the rainy season, Uncles Nelson?
You'll see.
Nephew Nigel, this is Georgina. Georgina, this is Nephew Nigel.
Nigel, this is Doris. Doris, Nigel.
Nigel, this is Audrey. Audrey, Nigel. Nigel, this is Toby. Toby, Nigel.
Nigel, this is Kevin. Kevin, Nigel.
Next morning, we woke up early and went sightseeing.
Look, Nigel! Auntie Georgina is doing some gardening!
Hello, Nigel. Have you had your breakfast yet?
My garden is full of lovely things to eat.
My, my, your watermelons are doing well, Georgina.
Yes, they've grown so fast.
Would you like to see my sunflowers too?
I'd love to. I must let you have some of my elephant grass.
It would look good over by your banana tree.
Oh!
Bad bananas!
That will teach you to be too sweet.
Careful, Nigel. You might... slip up!
Oh, dear.
There, there.
Why don't you try playing aeroplanes for a little while?
Hasn't anyone told him it's bad to waste food?
I'm sorry, Georgina.
Nigel's usually very quiet.
He's probably tired.
Yes, well... uh...
Must go! Come on, Nigel. Let's go for a walk.
Bye, Auntie Georgina!
Good morning, Audrey. And how are you today?
Very well, thank you.
I'm just making a nest for my new eggs.
Would you like to see them? 
Oh, yes, please!
Come and have a quiet peek. 
Can I see those eggs too?
Can I? Can I?!
Um, no. Sorry, Nigel.
Why don't you stay here and play with this nice stick?
Snap!
Snap! Snap!
Snap!
Uh! Oh, they're gorgeous!
Snap! Ha, that's a good sound.
Let's do "snap" some more! Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
Oh, that was fun.
Oh, Nigel!
What have you done to Audrey's nest?
I was just testing the twigs.
You mustn't do things like that, dear.
You might hurt yourself.
Oh! 
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'll explain it to him later, Audrey.
That afternoon, Nigel went off exploring on his own.
Oh!
Stop it, Nigel. You're making everything muddy.
We have no water left to drink.
Hello, Doris
Have you seen my nephew, Nigel, recently?
Yes, I have, Nelson!
Oh, good.
No, Nelson. Not good.
That nephew of yours is out of control.
And I, for one, want to know what you're going to do.
Uh... Well... I, I don't really know. 
Then I demand a Council of the Animals!
A Council of the Animals?!
Yes, over there.
Under the umbrella tree.
So the animals met to decide what to do about Nigel.
He's wasteful. 
And wilful.
And here he comes now.
The rainy season has arrived.
I've an idea. Listen.
Don't just stand there, Nigel!
It is time to get ready for the rainy season.
What? 
We're collecting food.
Nigel, would you like to help?
I don't want to. I'm a bit busy, actually.
It'll start raining soon. Come and stand under the umbrella tree.
I don't care about the rain. Woo!
Oops. Oh, I've had a little accident.
Sorry!
Hey!
Isn't anyone going to tell me off?
Hello! Is anybody there?
Nigel was too embarrassed to join the other animals.
And so he got very wet.
Nigel, come over here!
Come over here!
I declare the rainy season officially over!
I'm sorry, I've been a naughty elephant.
Apology accepted.
What is so special about the rainy season?
Let's go for a little walk and find out.
The seeds you covered in mud have been watered by the rain.
And the sunshine has made them grow.
So thanks to Nigel and the rain, the savanna was greener and even more beautiful than before.
He was planting all those seeds he threw away.
The rain and the sunshine made them grow.
But paper bags don't grow.
They make a mess when you throw them away.
I know. I'll take my rubbish home with me.
I have an idea!
Let's tidy up the whole zoo!
But not now.
It's bedtime, Miss Lucy.
Good night, Nelson. 
Good night, Lucy.
Hello, Lucy!
My, my! You do look glum today.
It's these pyjamas.
But we love your pyjamas!
You look very nice in them.
Well, I don't want to wear them!
Why not? Are they too tight?
No.
Are they too loose?
No, they're unfashionable.
Unfashionable?!
My friend Yasmine wears pink pyjamas.
Robyn wears purple ones with yellow flowers.
I don't want to wear these old blue pyjamas any more!
But they suit you!
Nobody else wears blue pyjamas!
Sometimes it's good to be fashionable and sometimes it's good to be yourself.
Good to be yourself?
Georgina should know.
She was the Fashion Queen of Africa.
She was?
Oh, please tell me about it!
Every morning, Georgina the Giraffe woke up especially early to enjoy a big breakfast of juicy leaves.
Morning, Herbert.
Morning, Georgina.
Would you like some leaves? 
No! Yuck! No! Not for me! Eww!
I'm having some nice slimy worms and a yummy lump of mud for my breakfast.
And a muddy potato. And, er...
Ooh! Well, I must say, your new hat suits you!
What hat?
Oh!
Quite the fashion, I would say.
Fashion?
Oh... Yes, I suppose so!
Oh, er, well... I must be on my way.
Lots of slimy worms to swallow.
Oh!
I DO look fashionable.
Wow!
I don't know how you do it!
Do what? 
You know!
Look so fabulous all the time!
Oh, you mean my hat!
Oh, yes, everyone will be wearing one soon!
Herbert says hats are, um, "fashionable".
Fashionable?!
Later that morning, when the animals gathered for a drink at the water hole...
It's Georgina!
Wow, she looks fabulous!
Don't you just love my hat?!
It's SO you!
I must have one!
I must have one!
I am Georgina, Queen of Fashion!
Soon, every animal on the savanna was making a hat!
Cool hat!
Hello, everyone!
Gather round, gather round!
Nelson! We're waiting!
Are you? Oh!
Everyone who is anyone seems to be wearing a hat nowadays, so we're going to stage a fashion show tonight!
I am going to be wearing the most bestest hat in all of Africa!
All the animals and birds were very busy.
Oh!
Even Nelson made a special hat!
Do my ears look big in this?
Oh, no, you look very fashionable!
Hello, everyone, and welcome to tonight's fashion extravaganza!
And our first model is Nelson the Elephant in a fantastic little number -- a hard hat featuring Toby the Tortoise and Doris the Duck with her yellow feathers!
And now, Zed in his banana bandana!
And here's Natalie!
The hats were uncomfortable and looked rather silly but none of the animals dared say anything.
And now, here is Molly the Hippo in a colourful crown!
I need just one more piece of fruit for my bestest hat.
Eh, can't reach...
And here's Audrey in her feather hat!
Excuse me, but you're standing on my hat!
Sorry, Nat!
Oh, watch out!
Oh, dear! Someone's going to get hurt!
Hello, Herbert!
Do you like my hat?
Like it? Why, it was delicious!
Eek! My bestest hat!
My reputation, eaten by a warthog!
What have you done, Herbert?! What... have... you... done?!
Don't worry. It was too big, anyway.
Too big?!
Don't worry. I've got an idea. Listen.
What we do is...
And now, the lady you've all been waiting for,
Georgina, Queen of Fashion!
Hmmm! No hat?
It's the NEW fashion!
She's wearing earrings!
They are so chic!
And better still, very comfortable!
It's good to be fashionable now and then but it's much better to be yourself!
I've written a song about it.
Oh! Can we join in?
Of course.
And that's how Georgina became Fashion Queen of Africa.
So, Lucy... are you in fashion? 
Or not?
Fashion changes so quickly, I just don't know.
A little bird told me that blue pyjamas will be in fashion tomorrow!
They will?
Yasmine's mum bought some blue pyjamas today!
She did? 
Because Yasmine thinks YOU'RE fashionable!
Brilliant!
Something else is in fashion now!
What's that?
Sleep! Everyone's tired and ready for bed.
Oh! Sweet dreams, everyone!
Sweet dreams, Lucy!
Look!
Bedtime, Lucy.
Hi, Lucy!
Hi, everyone.
You look a bit fed up tonight.
I am, it's my little brother.
He's such a show off sometimes.
Why, what did he do?
Well, just because I like drawing, he's started drawing as well.
Copying all my pictures and now he's ruined all my best pens.
I say, Nelson, do you remember the story of Lily the ostrich and her little brother?
I think so. Is that the one about the egg and the boulders and the raging waterfall? 
Hold on, you have to start a story from the beginning.
Yeah, and we all have to be sitting comfortably first.
Thank you, Giggles and Tickles.
I think we're ready now, Georgina.
This is the story of Lily's little brother.
Every morning, Audrey the ostrich and her young daughter Lily went out for a walk together.
Morning, Audrey. Morning, Lily. 
Morning.
Aw, doesn't Lily look just like her mum?
I suppose so. They are both ostriches.
Does this flower suit me, Lily?
You don't think I'm too old for flowers, do you?
No way, Mum, you look great. Hey, we can wear matching flowers!
Audrey and Lily did everything together.
They really were the best of friends and it seemed like nothing would ever change.
I'm so glad you suggested these palm leaves, dear. They're just perfect.
But then, one day, Audrey woke her daughter with a big surprise.
Lily!
Look what I've got.
What? What is it?
This is your new brother, dear.
Brother?!
Think what fun you two will have.
Yeah, of course we will. We'll have heaps of fun.
Lily!
We've got to be very careful, petal.
Your little brother is precious, you know.
Lo I've got a new flower. Does it look nice?
Yes, dear. You look lovely.
Mum, it's time for our morning walk.
I'm sorry, petal, Mummy hasn't got time today.
But we always go for a walk together.
So, where is the new arrival, then?
What a little smasher.
And he looks just like his mum.
Who wants to see my new dance?
That night, Lily couldn't get to sleep.
She was still angry, because everyone was ignoring her.
Silly egg. Nobody asked if I wanted a little brother around the place.
Well, I don't!
The next morning, Audrey had to go off to get some fresh grass for the nest.
Lily, dear, could you look after the egg while I'm gone?
Of course, Mum. I'd love to hang out with my little brother.
We'll have fun together, won't we, Bro?
Aww, bless.
Right, little Bro, you and me are going for a walk.
So, you think you can take over? 
We'll see about that!
Hello, Audrey. How are you today?
Fine, thank you.
And how are the children?
I think they're going to be really good friends.
Lily wanted to hide the egg somewhere where no-one would ever find it.
You'll be quite safe here, Bro.
You'll be fine.
Yoo-hoo, children!
Mummy's home!
Oh! Lily? Egg?
Audrey was very worried.
She decided to ask Nelson for help.
Attention, everyone!
What's wrong? What's happened?
Lily and the egg have gone missing!
Oh, no! 
Don't panic! DON'T PANIC!
We'll send out search parties.
I'll look to the south.
I'll look up north.
I'll look in the west.
I'll look in the east.
Oh, and, um... I'll look in the bits that are left over.
Egg! Lily!
Where are you?
Oh, no! What have I done?
We're out looking for Audrey's egg, it's gone missing.
We're looking for boulders to bash. They're hard to find these days.
Boulders?
Just ignore him, Nelson. We'll keep our eyes open for Audrey's egg.
Oh, we've been looking all morning and not a boulder in sight.
Oh! Looks like my luck is turning.
Ready to charge, Tic Tic?
Hang on, Ronald! I can see something on top of those boulders!
Oh... Nonsense!
Wait!
No!
Go and get the others!
Oh, no! My little brother!
Uh, oh!
Oh, come back, egg.
I'm sorry!
The egg was heading straight for the Zambam waterfall.
There! There they are!
Oh, my poor babies!
Uh!
Oh!
Uh! Well done, Lily.
You're a hero!
The egg cracked and it's all my fault.
All eggs have to crack one day, Lily.
That's how we find out who's inside.
Mama!
It's your little brother.
What shall we call him?
Uh... Dougal.
Dougal it is, then.
So they became the best of friends after all.
Inseparable!
Just like us!
Here, I'll help you.
Thank you, Lucy. And goodnight!
Goodnight, Giggles and Tickles.
And thanks for my story, Georgina.
Sleep tight!
Bedtime, Lucy!
And how would you say that something is good?
You'd say, "That's bonzer, mate!"
That's bonzer, mate!
Now, try this one. "G'day, mate."
G'day, mate.
That's bonzer! You're really getting the hang of it now.
G'day, Lucy!
Er, g'day, everyone.
G'day, Lucy.
Hello. You're new, aren't you?
Yes. This is Carrie the Cockatoo.
She's here on a visit from Australia.
She's been teaching us how to speak Australian.
And we thought we might ask her to tell us a story.
Oh, yes, please. Do you know any good ones?
I sure do, mate. I've got a very good one, actually.
It's all about... Well, why don't I just tell it to ya?
This is the story of The Big Billabong Wave.
It was the start of another long, hot day in the Outback.
Same old billabong.
Same old games.
Why's there never anything new to do round here?
Look! There's Carrie the Cockatoo. 
I thought she was on holiday.
Let's go talk to her.
Hey! Carrie!
Oh, hi!
I was quite tired after my long flight from the seaside.
But Joey and his friends wouldn't let me go till I told them all about my trip.
And then, we had a beautiful barbie on the beach, and went fishing on the reef, and best of all, it was the surfing.
Oh, yeah. Surfing -- I've heard of that.
What is it, again?
Well, there's a giant wave, and you ride on it.
On top of the wave!
You stand on a little wooden board and can do all these fancy tricks, and ride along above the sea. That's surfing!
Wow!
I want to go surfing! 
And me! 
Me, too!
So, what are we waiting for?
But... I don't think you can surf here!
You need waves!
Er, Jimmy... You can't use a rock as a surfboard.
You'll sink!
This is more like it.
Do I look like a surfboard?
Look at this!
Perfect!
Me first!
We'd better practice on dry land.
It's easy!
Yeah, when there's no REAL waves. Me next!
Now me! Now me!
Joey discovered balancing on the surfboard wasn't easy.
But eventually, with lots of practice, they all got the hang of it.
Now, there was only one problem left.
Where are all the waves?
There were no waves on the billabong.
It was just big and flat.
Joey and his friends were very disappointed.
Hey, it's Wally Two-Trees.
Have you never heard of the big billabong wave?
Then, it's time you did.
Many, many years ago, when the world was still young, there came from the billabong a great wave.
The big billabong wave.
A HUGE wave, taller than a tree.
Wow!
Wow, indeed. It was the biggest wave anyone had ever seen!
From time to time, they say the big wave comes back... to this very billabong.
Let's go and find it.
It may be a very long time before the next wave.
That's all right, Mr Two-Trees.
We'll wait all morning if that's what it takes. 
Remember, Joey, all good things come to those who wait.
Er, yeah. Nice one. Bye!
Can you see it yet? I'm going in first.
Won't be long now.
At first, Joey and his friends waited patiently.
It'll be along soon, I guess.
Yeah, any moment now.
But after a while, Phoebe got bored.
I thought Carrie said surfing was fun!
I'm going home. Might climb a few gum trees.
Want to come? 
No, thanks. Think I'll stick around a bit longer.
Yeah, me too. I'm going to ride that wave.
Then Jimmy got bored, too.
Oh, Phoebe's right. Surfing is boring.
I think I'll go and hang out with the triplets. Coming?
No, thanks. I'll give it a bit longer.
Mr Two-Trees did say we had to try and be patient. 
Suit yourself.
He waited and waited, and then he waited some more.
But Joey wasn't bored. In fact, the more time he spent by the billabong, the more he liked it.
Ah!
It's really beautiful here, and SO peaceful.
Jimmy and Phoebe don't know what they're missing.
But I'd still like to ride that big billabong wave, just once.
All good things come to those who wait.
Where did that wind come from?
Come on, Jimmy. Your turn.
That's quite a wind!
Gee! The big billabong wave!
I never guessed the big billabong wave would be as big as this.
You can do it, Joey!
Here goes.
Ah! It's fantastic!
What's going on?
There was a big storm, and we got worried about Joey.
Where is he? 
He's out there, on the big billabong wave.
On the big billabong wave?!
Well, then, what are you waiting for?
Big billabong waves don't last forever, you know.
Wait for me!
And so, we surfed and surfed until the sun went down, and the big billabong wave was no more.
Wow! What a "bonzer" story.
Wish could go surfing Down Under.
Yes, but not tonight.
I think a certain young lady should head for somewhere nearer home.
Where's that, mate?
Nelson means it's my bedtime.
I suppose I am quite tired.
Good night, Carrie. 
Good night.
Sweet dreams!
You seem very excited.
I've just been somewhere absolutely fantastic.
Really? Where's that?
Jocasta's house. She's my new friend from school.
Her house is amazing. It's got pink bedrooms and a swimming pool and a conservatory THIS big.
Swimming pool? 
Conservatory?
Fancy!
That does sound nice, Lucy.
Nice? It's the best house in the whole world.
Much better than mine.
Maybe I should ask Mum and Dad to move.
Move house, eh?
That reminds me of the time Toby the tortoise grew tired of his little house.
Oh, yes. That is a good story.
It was a bright, sunny day in Africa.
Ronald and his tik-tik bird were hard at work.
Hmmm... we need a couple more medium-sized boulders, Ronald.
Coming up, Tik-Tik.
Reginald the lion was busy too.
That's better.
Much cooler! Ah!
And Doris the duck had grand plans.
She was moving nest.
There.
In fact, it seemed everyone in Africa was doing something to make their home better than before.
Well, nearly everyone.
I wonder where Doris is.
I don't know. She wasn't home when I looked earlier.
I can't quite see where to put it.
Um... try here.
You win again.
I'm getting really good at this.
76 games to none.
Kevin! Toby! Come and see what I've made.
Oh, Doris! You weren't in your nest when I called by.
Oh, that old thing! I don't live there anymore.
I've built myself a proper house.
Come and see!
It's got the best views in all of Africa!
What about you, Toby?
Why don't you do something about that old shell of yours?
Me? There isn't much you can do to a shell to make it better.
Oh, nonsense!
You just need a bit of imagination and effort.
But I think Toby's shell's perfect just as it is.
It's hot and dusty.
And there's only room enough for one.
I wouldn't put up with it.
I suppose it is rather small, but it's shady on the inside.
Inside? Who wants to be on the inside on a lovely day like this?
What you need is a nice sunshade like Reginald the lion's.
Come on, Toby. Time to bring that old shell of yours up to date.
That's more like it!
I suppose it IS nice and shady.
Morning, Toby.
Toby?
Who's there?
Mind my egg!
Oh! Ruined!
After all my hard work!
Will someone tell me what's going on?
Doris is helping Toby improve his shell.
It doesn't look like much of an improvement to me.
Ooh! Follow me, Toby!
What you need is more space.
But you can't make his shell bigger.
No such word as "can't," Kevin!
Ronald, we need you half-boulder.
You do? But it's broken.
Exactly!
Can you hollow it out.
Like this?
Perfect! Toby, come and try it on.
Try what on, Doris?
Your new shell!
Are you sure about this, Toby?
Of course he's sure!
One, two, three...
Hurrah! Much bigger!
Now you can invite your friends inside for tea.
Help!
I can't move!
Nice view of the sky, though.
Maybe I'm not meant to have a new home, Doris.
Rubbish!
If we can't make it bigger, we can at least make it brighter.
Get rid of those boring old checks!
Now, let's see...
Flower prints -- ooh, no. So last year.
Spots? No.
Of course!
Stripes!
Look at me! I've got a new house!
Thank you, Doris. Thank you, Kevin.
But after all their hard work, the three friends were so tired out, they needed a little nap before showing everyone Toby's new shell.
Meanwhile, Zed the Zebra was late for band practice.
Oh, late again, and only one maraca!
I know I left the other one round here somewhere.
There it is.
There you are, Zed. 
We were about to start without you.
Without ME?
Don't be ridiculous?
Ready?
With a one, a two, a one, two, three, four!
Nice rhythm, Zed.
Best maracas in Africa.
I am not ma-ra-cas!
Luckily, Toby's cries woke his friends.
Oh! Oh!
That sounds like... 
Toby!
Quick!
Who said, "Stop"?
Not me.
Put him down!
Zed, I think there's a problem with one of your maracas.
Oh!
Oh dear! Sorry, old chap, but you need to watch it with the stripes.
Very confusing.
Are you all right, Toby?
I -- I think so.
I just want my old shell back.
After all my hard work!
Oh!
Come on, then! If you must.
Your very own home back, Toby.
Just the way I like it.
Only better!
Better?
All that scrubbing's made it really shiny.
Just right for a nice game.
There.
And so they all played noughts and crosses together on Toby's shiny shell.
Who needs a fancy swimming pool or a conservatory, when you live in the best house in the world, right next door to all my friends.
And now it's time to go back to your own bed in your own house.
Good night, sweet dreams, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy!
I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some very special neighbours. Look!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, Lucy!
Hi, everyone. 
Hey-hey! 
Oh! 
Hi, Lucy!
Ha! Hi, Lucy!
Ha-ha, hey! Hi, Lucy!
Who are you?
We're the puffins of Mossy Bay. I'm Thomas. 
I'm Sharon.
I'm Lewis.
Woo! Hi, Lucy!
Oh, Jamie! -- Sorry!
I'm Jamie, the littlest puffin.
Hey, Lucy, is it true you live next to the zoo? 
Yes.
And is it true that you go to school? 
Yes.
And that you can ride a bicycle?
Yes. It's all true.
Ha! Told you so.
I have a question too.
Do you ever suck your thumb?
Well, I do sometimes, when I'm really tired.
I used to suck this feather all the time but not any more. 
Really?
Tell Lucy your story, Jamie.
Oh. OK, then.
It was a beautiful day on Mossy Bay and Hercule Moustache was having a nap on his favourite rock.
Ah, oui -- sun, sea, silence!
That's the life for me.
Cheeky puffins!
Where are you going to, puffin Thomas?
I'm not Thomas, I'm Lewis, and I'm going to play jumping waves. See you later, Mr Moustache.
Huh! Too much noise!
Oh! Come on, Jamie! Come on, Lewis! Let's jump waves.
Oh, here comes a big one!
I wasn't very good at jumping waves.
It's your feather, Jamie.
You can't suck a feather and jump waves at the same time!
But I like sucking my feather.
You're not a baby any more. 
That's right, Jamie. Isn't it time you stopped sucking that feather?
Well, maybe, but I don't know how to stop.
I have an idea.
There! Now you can't suck your feather any longer.
Sharon tied some seaweed around my beak.
Let's play leap puffin. 
Yeah!
Your turn, Jamie!
Jamie!
Sorry.
I have a better idea.
This starfish won't slip off.
Let's play!
The starfish worked but it wasn't much fun for me.
And it wasn't much fun for the starfish either.
Then it was time for lunch.
You can take the starfish off while you eat your lunch, Jamie.
Let's play football!
Can I be in goal, please?
Jamie! Where's the starfish?
Oh, um... I lost it.
Oh, Jamie!
You can't be the goalie sucking your feather!
You'll have to watch.
Oh, yeah.
I was sad... and still sucking my feather.
I just couldn't help it.
Oh! 
Good afternoon, puffin Lewis.
Hi, Mr Moustache. I'm not Lewis.
Hmm. You must be puffin Thomas, then.
No, I'm not Thomas either.
Puffin Sharon?
Not Sharon. I'm Jamie, the littlest puffin.
The one who always sucks a feather.
Oh! You know, I used to bite my nails like this.
Ahem! Enough of that!
You don't look that little to me, puffin Jamie.
I wonder if you could climb all the way to the top of Mossy Bay?
Hmm, of course I can.
That's easy-peasy.
I have never been to the top of Mossy Bay. 
Never? 
Never!
It's not easy for a walrus.
I could take you there, Mr Moustache.
That's not a bad idea at all.
And so I helped Hercule Moustache.
It was a long and difficult climb to the top of Mossy Bay.
Come on, Hercule!
Whose idea was this anyway?
I think it was yours.
Oh, don't be cheeky!
I am sure it was your idea.
You can do it, Hercule.
One, two, three...
Oh, no! Crabs!
I do not like those creatures.
Don't bite your nails, Hercule. I'll scare them away.
Oh, merci!
Thank you, Jamie.
Finally, we reached the top of Mossy Bay island.
The air was clear and you could see for miles and miles and miles.
What a beautiful view.
Magnifique!
Look! There's Thelma the whale.
Thelma!
Oh! There's Gunnar! Hello, Gunnar!
Haven't you forgotten something, Jamie? 
Forgotten something?
Forgotten what?
My feather!
Hercule was right.
I'd been so busy helping him climb to the top of Mossy Bay
I forgot about sucking my feather.
Down there, on ze beach,
I can see your puffin friends.
Yay!
Sharon, Thomas, look! How did Hercule Moustache get up there?
I had some help! 
It's Jamie!
Hey, Jamie, have you been sucking your feather?
No, I haven't!
But Hercule has been biting his nails!
Cheeky puffins!
And since that day, I have never ever sucked my feather again.
Never ever, Jamie?
Well, almost never.
I only suck my feather when I'm very tired, like you, Lucy.
I'm not tired. Really!
I'm not!
Good night, Lucy.
Good night, Jamie.
And Lewis and Sharon and Thomas.
Sleep tight!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone.
Hi, Lucy. What's in the bag?
It's not for monkeys.
Did you bring something to eat?
Here... try.
Oh!
But... that's not something to eat.
Well, I think the colour really suits you, Boris.
Silly Boris! It's not for you either. It's my swimming costume.
I'm starting swimming lessons tomorrow. Look -- there's more.
A towel... and a swimming cap.
And best of all... armbands! Will you blow them up, please, Nelson?
At your service, madam.
Well, what do you think?
Very nice. Stripy.
Just like Ronald's armbands.
Do you mean Ronald the Rhino?
Oh, yes. Ronald the Rhino had swimming lessons, too.
But why don't you tell Lucy the story, Nelson?
All right. Very well.
It was the rainy season in Africa, and all the animals were bored.
For weeks, they had been waiting for the rain to stop.
It wasn't much fun.
Herbert. Stop making those noises.
I'm only pretending to be a raindrop. What else is there to do?
Herbert! 
Stop bickering, you two.
Look -- the rain has stopped.
Oh!
So it has.
Yippee! No more rain.
Look over there -- a rainbow!
At the end of the rainbow, a seed will fall.
From the seed, a tree will grow.
In the wind, the fruit will swing.
What kind of fruit, Georgina? Is it watermelons?
No, not watermelons.
Rainbow fruit!
Rainbow fruit? Never heard of it!
It's only the yummiest fruit ever. That's what my grandma used to say.
Hey, what are we waiting for? 
Let's go and shake that tree!
Uh... Eurgh!
And so, the animals got ready for an expedition to the end of the rainbow.
The animals marched and marched.
The end of the rainbow was far away.
We must be nearly there.
Oh, no! The Zambam River is swollen.
It must be because of all that rain. We can't wade across.
Well, in that case, let's swim across instead.
Oh!
What's the matter, Ronald?
Come on, Ronald!
I can't!
What did he say? 
Ronald says... he can't swim!
Can't swim?! What shall we do now?
I have an idea.
Look over there, Ronald!
Boulders!
Ronald the Rhino built a bridge across the Zambam River.
Nice and sturdy. That should do.
Oh, dear. I've an idea, too.
I will dig a tunnel under the river for Ronald.
Oops! Wrong direction.
Oh, dear! Oops again. Silly me.
Oh, sorry!
Oh, no!
I have a far better idea.
Let's drink the river empty!
Here -- take a straw.
Ooh, I just hope this works!
Ready, everyone? On the count of three.
One, two, three.
Don't give up, Nelson! Keep going!
Go, Nelson! Go, Nelson! Go! 
Oh. 
Sorry.
Well... any more clever ideas?
Ugh! It looks like I'll never get to the other side.
I might as well go home.
Wait, Ronald! Look -- over there!
The Tic Tic Bird had the cleverest idea of all.
There. Nice and snug. How do you like your swim belt?
Oh, Tic Tic, you're the best.
Well... here goes!
You can do it, Ronald!
Ronald, Ronald, Ronald!
I did it! I did it!
Let's go... to the end of the rainbow!
To the end of the rainbow!
But what about Herbert?
Oh, don't worry about him. Warthogs always pop up in good time.
Finally, the animals arrived at the end of the rainbow.
Rainbow fruit!
Lunch!
Told you so.
Aagh! 
Not here, Herbert!
I know a nice picnic spot, near the river.
It's not fair!
The perfect picnic spot. You can choose first, Herbert.
More delicious even than watermelon.
I'll have a yellow one.
And purple for me.
Would you like to share with Tic Tic, Ronald?
Ronald? Tic Tic?
Look -- over there! 
It's Ronald's swim belt.
Oh, yes! Oh! 
Keep going, Ronald!
And now... rhino paddle. You're doing great!
Ronald the Rhino had learnt to swim without his swim belt, and he felt very, very proud.
Practice makes perfect. 
I'm so excited about my swimming lesson.
Wait until they see me do the rhino paddle!
But now it's time for bed, Lucy. 
Don't forget your swim bag. 
Thank you, Boris.
Good night.
Good night, Lucy.
Sweet dreams.
Hello, everybody!
Hi, Lucy!
I've got something to show you all.
What is it? What is it?
Ooh!
It's a seashell from the seashore.
I've never been to the sea. 
Neither have we.
We should have a story about the seashore.
That's a great idea. Does anyone know one?
No, we don't.
Ah!
Er, no, sorry.
Oh, dear! So no-one knows a story about the seashore?
I do!
My name is Gunner, and I have lived by the sea all of my life.
Now, is everybody ready for my story?
Oh, yes!
One morning on Mossy Bay, the puffins were playing football.
Over 'ere, son!
Good tackle, Jamie!
Oh, no! Our ball!
I'll fetch it...
Don't be foolish!
The sea is too rough, and you are just a young puffin.
Not strong enough to fly out there.
But do not worry, my puffin friends.
If you are patient, then the ball will return.
Silly Mr Moustache!
How can the ball come back on its own?
It WILL return. Be patient.
Huh, the young ones... so much to learn.
Now, where was I? Ah, oui.
My thank you letter to Auntie.
She loves poetry, but I'm no poet!
Dear Auntie Louise, the weather here, it freeze... Oh.
No, no. Why is it so hard to find ze rhyme?
The next morning, the puffins woke up early and waddled down to the beach to find their ball.
Nothing here.
Nothing in the rock pool.
A seashell!
Oh, it's really pretty!
Who left Sharon a present?
She must have a secret admirer!
I wish they'd left her a ball instead...
The next day, there was still no sign of the ball.
Nothing. 
Hey...
Look! Another present!
We can make a seesaw!
This time, it was Jamie who had been left a present.
Who keeps leaving us this treasure on the beach?
We have to find out!
I know. Let's ask Gunner. He sees everything from up there.
Hey, Gunner! Someone keeps leaving us treasure on the beach and we want to know who!
Can you help us, please?
I flew up to take a look, but there was no-one to be seen across Mossy Bay and not a single footprint in the sand.
It was a mystery.
Hey! It's raining.
No, it's not! Look!
It's Thelma the Whale!
The puffins asked Thelma if she knew anyone who might leave treasure on the beach.
Oh, no, my dears, but I will keep my eyes open for you!
Thelma sailed right round the island, but she didn't see anyone.
There was no-one left to ask except...
Hercule Moustache! He knows everything!
Yeah, but I won't be asking him.
Nor me. 
He's far too grumpy.
So why don't we play a game to decide who asks?
OK!
We each pick a piece of seaweed.
The one who picks the shortest piece has to go and ask Mr Moustache.
Oh! Do I have to?
Ahem?
Hercule Moustache was still trying to write a poem.
Thank you, Auntie, for the lovely muffin, it was as light as a...
I will never think of a word to rhyme with muffin!
Mr Moustache...
Puffin!
The muffin as light as a puffin!
Come closer, little puffin, how may I help you?
Jamie told Hercule all about the treasure on the beach.
I know exactly how we can solve this mystery of yours, my little friend.
It's a clear night.
You will surely see who leaves the treasure on the beach, but you must stay awake!
I know, let's sing a song!
Sing along, Mr Moustache! 
The little ones are too tired to stay awake!
Oh! 
It is time to see who brings the treasure to Mossy Bay.
But there's nobody there.
Our football! That's our football!
But I don't understand. How has it come back?
The tide has brought your football back and all the other treasures.
What is the tide, Mr Moustache?
The sea and her mysterious ways.
Every day, the tide goes in, and every day, the tide goes out!
Sometimes, waves collect things from the beach.
Ooh! Like our ball!
Mais oui! And sometimes, they leave things behind.
Like the seashell and the piece of wood.
Exactly. 
Let's play!
I said your ball would come back if you were... patient.
See you later, little friends!
And that, landlubbers, is the end of my seashore story.
Thank you very much, Gunner. That was lovely.
I wish WE lived by the beach.
Yes! We could go exploring for treasure.
Ah, but you're lucky. You've got the best treasure of all.
What's that?
I know! We're lucky, because we have lots and lots of stories.
Exactly, Molly.
But it's too late for any more stories tonight, Lucy.
Good night, everyone.
Good night, Lucy!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone! 
Hi, Lucy!
Oh, Lucy! What have you got there?
This? Oh, it's a sticker. The dentist gave it to me.
What's a dentist?
It's... a bit like a doctor, I suppose, except a dentist looks after your teeth.
May we have a sticker, too, Lucy?
You only get a sticker if you brush your teeth properly.
I brush my teeth every morning and every evening.
Now, let me see, did you all brush your teeth today?
Boris?
I forgot. 
That's not very good. 
Lucy is right, you know.
It's important to look after your teeth.
Remember when Victor the Crocodile had trouble with his teeth?
Of course I do! Victor's bad teeth day.
Victor's bad teeth day?
Tell us the whole story, Molly.
Every morning in Africa,
Kevin the Crocodile and his friends, Doris and Toby, met at the Zambam river.
Hey, there's something in the water!
Oh, it's only Victor!
Have you come to brush your teeth, too, Victor?
Crocodiles don't brush their teeth! 
But brush my teeth and I'M a crocodile.
Kevin, everyone knows you're not a proper crocodile. 
Oh!
But, Victor, if you don't brush your teeth, they will get dirtier and dirtier...
Well, I can't stay to chat. I have a busy day ahead.
So many butterflies to bully! Bye.
Oh, never mind him! Let's play a game.
How about hide-and-seek? 
I'll do the counting.
One, two, three... four, five, six... seven, eight, nine...
Victor decided to frighten some tadpoles first.
Snap! Snap!
Ah...
Hello, Victor. Do you like my flower?
Zed the Zebra has asked me out to a dance. I'm so excited!
Very nice, Natalie. Have you girls seen any dragonflies around?
You're not going to do anything nasty, are you?
Nasty? Me?!
I don't know the meaning of the word.
Oh, what's that stuck between your teeth, Victor?
Oh, nothing. Must go! Bye.
Oh! 
Hmm.
Then he went looking for dragonflies.
Snap! Ha!
Oh, hi, there, Victor.
Hello. 
Who's the coolest zebra around?
It's ME -- Zed the Zebra!
It's so important to keep well groomed, wouldn't you agree?
Clipping hooves, polishing stripes and brushing teeth, of course!
That sort of thing.
You're very quiet. Are you feeling all right?
Yes.
Well, I'd better go and practise my dance moves.
Hmm...
Victor was starting to worry.
His teeth were getting dirtier and dirtier.
Meanwhile, in the jungle...
Would you like some bananas, Tickles?
Yes, please, Giggles. 
Catch!
Catch!
Brilliant! 
Oh!
Coconut, Giggles? 
Yes, please.
Hey!
Snap! Snap!
Victor was wondering who to frighten next.
Ah...
Then he saw some fish leaping in and out of the Zambam Falls.
This is such a fun game!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Oh! What's all this stuff?
Oops!
Oh! 
Oh, my, oh, my! What a mess!
Are you all right, Victor?
No, I...
Giggles and Tickles! How many times have I told you not to throw rubbish in the river?
As for YOU, Victor -- serves you right.
Don't say that, Doris! Victor needs our help.
OK.
Here... a toothbrush for you, Victor.
But, Doris, this is too big a job for a toothbrush.
He's right.
I suppose you're right. 
What shall we do, then?
Giggles and Tickles had an idea.
Leave it to us! Clever monkeys... with clever fingers!
OK, we'll take Victor for a walk while you get busy.
Giggles and Tickles set to work.
Oh!
Meanwhile, Doris, Kevin and Toby played a game of Snap with Victor.
Snap! 
Your turn, Toby.
Snap! 
Oh!
You're supposed to say "snap", Victor!
Everybody ready for the grand surprise?
Follow us!
Huh?
Ready, Tickles? 
Ready!
Ah!
Oh.
What? What's up? 
You're supposed to say "thank you", Victor!
Oh, do I have to?
Yes, you do!
Victor...!
Than-k-you. Oh...
That's how Victor learned to brush his teeth
AND to say "thank you".
What a brilliant story, Molly!
Well done!
Do we deserve a sticker now, Lucy?
Oh, I'm sorry, Boris -- I don't have any extra stickers.
Aw!
I have an idea! Would you like a kiss instead?
Yes!
Good night, Georgina.
Oh!
Good night, Nelson. 
Oh!
Good night, Molly. 
Hmm!
Good night, Giggles... 
Oh!.. and Tickles. 
Oh!
Good night, Boris. 
Ooh!
Good night, Lucy!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Ooh, dear!
Are you sure you're all right, Molly?
Yes, it was just a little slip.
Let me help you.
Someone left a banana skin on the ground.
Well, it wasn't me! 
That's funny, cos it certainly wasn't me!
Giggles, Tickles, what's going on?
It wasn't me! It was Tickles.
Don't believe him, Lucy, it was definitely Giggles.
That's enough now. I think what we need is a nice story to calm everyone down.
What's that?
It's our friend, Sidney the Seal.
Did I hear someone say they wanted a story?
Mmm! Yes!
What's your story about, Sidney?
It's all about two special best friends.
I like stories about best friends.
It's called the Story Of Snowbert's New Friend.
Snowbert the polar bear and I would often hang out on the North Pole.
What a beautiful cold day.
Indeed, Snowbert, dear friend.
Next we could go for a sail on that iceberg over there.
It looks a bit boring. I'd much rather go on that iceberg over there.
Well...
Mine would be better.
But I think that looks like a very boring iceberg and we seals don't like to be bored. Come along! 
Hmm! No!
What do you mean, "No"?
I mean, I'd rather be on my own, if you don't mind.
Ha! Mind? Why should I mind?
I'd rather be on my own too.
Fine. 
Fine then.
I'll be going then.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
It was the first time me and Snowbert had ever fallen out.
At first, Snowbert quite enjoyed being on his own.
Well, I think this is a beautiful iceberg.
Just the sound of nature.
So much better than Sidney complaining all the time.
Ah! Yes. This is a very interesting iceberg.
You could NEVER be bored on an iceberg like this.
But Snowbert was beginning to miss his friend.
Then he had a brainwave.
Ah! I don't have to be on my own.
This will show Sidney.
I wanted to see what my old friend was up to.
It all seemed very mysterious.
This is going to be a masterpiece.
Hello, Sidney.
Oh, hello, Thelma.
Where's Snowbert?
Snowbert?
Snowbert! Your best friend.
Oh, that Snowbert. He and I aren't friends any more.
Oh, dear. That's terrible.
No, it's not. Erp! I don't miss him one little bit. Erp!
You're a real friend, not like Sidney.
He was always so bossy.
Snowbert's new friend was made out of snow.
You're cool, Mr Icy Flipper, much cooler than Sidney.
We agree about everything, don't we?
"Erp! Erp! Yes, Snowbert."
Would you like to go for a sledge ride tomorrow?
"Erp! Erp! Of course, Snowbert!
"You always have such great ideas. Erp!"
So, early the next morning, Snowbert got out his sledge.
Here we go, Mr Icy Flipper!
But then it started to snow.
Uh, uh... It's not easy.
After a while, Snowbert's sledge got completely stuck in a snow drift.
Sidney would never have agreed to go for a sledge ride in such bad weather.
I think we're going to be stuck here for a looooong time.
Thelma! Thelma! Can you help?
We're snowed in!
Hold on, dears!
Perhaps I could shower them with warm water from my spout.
That's great, Thelma.
The snow is melting.
Thelma was curious to know about Snowbert's new friend.
His name is Mr Icy Flipper.
Do you not miss your old friend, Sidney?
Who? Oh, Sidney. No, not one little bit.
Thanks, Thelma.
Bye, Snowbert.
Has Snowbert got a new friend? Erp! Who is it? Did he mention me at all?
He has a new friend but I don't think it'll last.
Ha! I don't care. Erp!
Later that day, Snowbert and his new friend were out exploring together.
Uh, this is a very boring iceberg, Mr Icy Flipper!
"Erp! Erp! Yes, Snowbert, it most certainly is."
Do you have to agree with everything I say?
"Erp! Erp! Yes, Snowbert."
Now, Sidney, he knew a good iceberg when he saw one.
Meanwhile, I was starting to miss Snowbert.
Uh. Erp, erp! Snowbert was the best at choosing icebergs.
Thelma the whale decided we needed some help.
What was that?
Erp! Erp! Eh!
Thelma had sent the two icebergs sailing towards each other.
Sidney! Look out!
Snowbert! I can't stop!
Are you all right, Snowbert? Look out!
Oh! Oh, no!
Mr Icy Flipper!
Oh, I'm so sorry, Snowbert.
I couldn't stop my iceberg in time.
Me neither. 
I can go and look for him if you like.
No need. Friends made out of snow are boring.
So... they're not as much fun as real friends?
No. Nowhere near as much fun.
Erp! Erp!
Thanks to Thelma the whale, we were friends once more. Erp! Erp!
You see, friends sometimes fall out but the important thing is to make up again.
Sorry you slipped on our banana skin, Molly.
That's all right.
That's better, Giggles and Tickles.
Good night, Lucy.
Good night, everyone.
Sweet dreams.
Hi, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone.
Look what I've got. 
Is it a game?
Yes, I need to find something high up to tie the string to.
How about this?
Thanks, Nelson.
Who wants to play... swing ball?
We do!
How does it work? 
You just bat the ball to each other.
Like this? Peoow!
Ah! 
Uh! 
Ah! 
Uh!
Careful! 
Ha!
Oh, no, my trunk!
It's messed it all up.
Oops!
Sorry. 
If you can't play properly, I'll just play by myself.
I'm not going to let anyone else play with it now.
Wally! I didn't see you over there.
Good evening, Lucy.
Wally, maybe you could tell Lucy a story while Giggles and Tickles help Nelson get untangled.
Oh, yes, please!
In that case, I know just the right story.
It was a baking hot day in Australia and all the animals were feeling a bit fed up.
But Joey didn't want to sit around all day feeling bored.
Want to play jump, anyone?
It's too hot.
I think I'll go for a walk.
Let us know if you find anything to play with.
OK, I will. See you later.
To begin with, all Joey found was dust and stones.
But then he got lucky.
Now...
A big pool of water had got trapped in the rocks after the last rains.
Wow, I don't believe it! This is brilliant!
This would make a great play and splash pool.
Oh!
Making a splash pool, are we?
Yes, Mr Two-Trees.
You might want to try these.
Oh, thanks, Wally.
Bouncing leaves!
Have fun!
Wow! 
It's a play and splash pool!
I made a slide and Wally showed me these plants.
Ah, can I play and splash?
Yeah, course you can.
Oh, what's all the noise?
Oh!
Ah, room for one more?
Yes, of course, Mr Platypus.
Joey was glad to share his play and splash pool.
It was fun to know everyone else was enjoying it too.
Is there any room for us?
Yes, of course!
Yeah!
But after a while, Joey began thinking that sharing the pool wasn't such a good idea.
It was getting very crowded.
Aw, careful!
Hey, fellas, one at a time!
Ready?
Let's go! Wheee!
My play and splash pool!
It's ruined!
Oops!
Everyone felt really bad that they had ruined Joey's pool.
But when they went to say sorry, they discovered that Joey had left.
Joey?
He's gone.
He must be really upset with us.
Maybe we should all just go home.
If I might have a word.
Don't leave when Joey needs your help.
But what can we do?
Well... you could make him a new pool.
Yeah, great idea!
Joey's friends decided to make the new pool even better than before.
Joey'll love it.
Haven't we forgotten something?
Like what?
Water?
Oh! Mr Platypus is right.
Where are we going to get water from?
Maybe we can squeeze water out of the mud.
Oh!
We can use the water from my billabong.
This is never going to work.
I decided it was time to give Joey's friends a little help.
Come, rain!
Still feeling fed up, young Joey?
They broke my pool. 
Why don't you come for a walk with me?
You never know what you might find.
What's the point? I already found something special and it got ruined.
There's nothing else to find.
Are you sure?
Ah! Wow! What's that?
Let's go and find out, shall we?
All this work for nothing!
What's that noise?
Water!
Water?!
Ah! My play and splash pool!
We fixed it!
And added a few things of our own. 
Don't you like it?
I love it! Hurrah!
Thanks, guys! This is terrific!
Well, what are you waiting for?
Um, well...
What's the point in having the best pool in all Australia if you can't have your friends to play in it with you? Come on!
Dive in!
And so Joey and his friends all played together until the sun went down behind the great red rock.
That was a great story, Wally.
Giggles? Tickles? Would you like another game?
Oh, thank you, Lucy. 
We'll be careful this time.
Oh! 
Oh!
Sorry, Nelson.
Don't worry.
That's what happens sometimes when you play swing ball. 
So, who's next?
Isn't it time you were getting back to bed? 
I suppose so.
Goodnight, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
Bedtime, Lucy!
Hello, Lucy!
Hi, everyone.
Come and see what I've got, Boris.
Come on. Come on, Boris! Come and see!
Oh?!
A door? 
No, silly. It's inside.
Ugh!
Oh!
Can you open it for me, please, Boris? 
Of course.
Do you need any help, Lucy?
Watch out, everyone. Here I come!
Oh! I say!
Bicycle.
But with extra wheels.
Oh, yes.
The stabilisers. 
I'm the only one in my class who still uses them.
Everyone else can ride a bike without stabilisers.
You know, you have just reminded me of a story about Melanie the Moose.
But moose can't ride bicycles!
Perhaps not, but they CAN snowboard.
The first snow of winter had just fallen, and Melanie the Moose was very excited.
Time to get out her snowboard and whiz down her favourite hill.
Here I go!
Ooh!
Melanie was very good at snowboarding in a straight line, but not so good at turning.
Oh! 
Sorry!
Melanie thought it would be better to try the other side of the hill.
No trees! 
There! Nearly finished, Beverley.
Best snow beaver in all America!
Just needs some finishing touches.
Hmm. Isn't that Melanie?
Oh, dear!
Just my luck!
I don't think she knows how to... Aaargh!
Oh! 
Why don't you watch where you're going, Melanie?
Sorry, Beverley. I didn't mean to.
Maybe you should go to the big slopes to practise, like Randolph.
That looks like fun!
Off you go, then. Some of us have got snow beavers to make.
And we're a little behind schedule.
If I go straight down here, I shouldn't be in anyone's way.
To your left, Melanie. 
Ha!
Sorry!
Randolph the Raccoon called a meeting of all the animals.
AND Melanie smashed my snow beaver!
She bowled me off my best slope.
And bumped us out of our tree!
Shouldn't be allowed near that snowboard again, if you ask me!
I'm REALLY sorry.
But you're right.
I'm nothing but trouble.
I'll put my board away and just stand still, out of everyone's way, until next Spring.
Maybe there is another solution.
There is?!
Randolph, you are the best skier in these mountains.
Reckon I am.
Why don't you teach Melanie how to snowboard properly?
That way, Melanie can enjoy the snow, and so can everyone else.
Great idea, Boris!
Melanie was happy to have lessons, but she was also rather nervous.
What if the lessons were too difficult?
Ooh, Randolph. Suppose I can't learn.
Nonsense! Just takes practice, Melanie.
First thing to teach you is how to turn.
All you have to do is follow your head.
My head?
Yup! You want to turn left, tilt your head to the left.
Go! 
Like this?
You got it! And if you want to turn right, tilt your head to...
The right!
Exactly!
Right!
Left!
Come on!
Let's try it out on the move. Whoa!
Melanie THOUGHT she understood...
Left here, Melanie... but she couldn't remember anything she had learned.
I said left! LEFT!
Sorry!
Left!
Umm...
I turned!
I said "left"!
Like this?
Left! To your left! 
Oh, no! No! Whoa, no!
Look ooooouuuut!
Ugh!
I'm sorry, Randolph.
I suppose I'm just no good.
But Randolph was not going to let Melanie give up so easily.
We're going to show this whole mountain what a moose can do on a snowboard.
Look out!
I turned!
Ooh...
Just a minute, young Charlie.
You and Alfie can be Melanie's little helpers!
Charlie the Chipmunk falling on Melanie like that had given Randolph an idea.
Woo!
Left, boys!
Steady now.
That's it! 
With Alfie and Charlie to help her,
Melanie was turning beautifully.
Soon she didn't really need them any longer.
Right!
Left!
Right!
You're a real pro.
But I can't do it on my own!
Right! 
If only I could do it by myself.
Reckon you just did!
Best snowboarding I ever saw.
Go on, Melanie! 
Wow!
So, thanks to Randolph and the little chipmunk helpers,
Melanie had the best snowboarding time ever.
That's a great story, Boris.
Do you really think I'll be able to ride without stabilisers one day?
See for yourself!
Yeah! I can do it!
You just needed some practice.
And a little help from my friends.
Here.
Good night, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, Lucy!
Hello, everyone.
Guess what? Tomorrow night,
I'm going on a sleepover.
A sleepover? 
What's that?
I'll sleep at my cousin Max's house, on a mattress on the floor in his bedroom.
Oh, how exciting!
Sounds like you'll have lots of fun.
Yes, that's what Max said.
But I'm not so sure.
Why not, Lucy? 
Well...
How will I go to sleep without a kiss from my mum?
Don't worry. Things may be a little different in Max's house...
But it's bound to be heaps of fun!
Stop bouncing, Ribbit!
Have you got a story for me?
You bet I have.
Every evening as the sun set behind the Great Red Rock,
Joey the Kangaroo went to sleep in his mum's pouch.
Joey, bedtime. 
Oh, Mum!
You've been bouncing around all day. You must be tired.
No, I'm not.
Night, sweetie.
Night, Mum.
Joey loved sleeping in his mum's pouch.
It was snug and dark and cosy.
The next day was special.
It was Joey's mum's birthday.
Ready, son?
Happy birthday!
Breakfast?
Oh, thank you very much.
Oh, what a lovely surprise.
I'd completely forgotten it was my birthday.
Yes, but we didn't forget.
Thank you, thank you.
Hey, the ants are stealing Mum's breakfast.
Don't worry, son. We'll make Mum another brekkie.
Oh, and before I forget...
Oh...
Two tickets for Wally the Wombat's didgeridoo concert tonight!
Oh!
What about Joey? We can't just leave him here.
Can't he sleep in your pouch?
The music will be too noisy.
Joey!
Phoebe!
Hi, Joey. Ready to play?
Huh? What's that?
Yeah, let's do some face painting.
Mum'll like that.
It's her birthday today.
Oh, what presents did she get?
She's supposed to go to a concert tonight, but she can't cos she has to look after me.
Hey, why don't you come to my home for a sleepover?
That way, your mum can go to the concert.
Yeah, OK, but we'll have to check with our mums.
The two mums agreed it was a great idea.
Yeah!
In the evening, Joey's mum and dad dropped Joey off at Phoebe's home.
Oh, what if he doesn't settle?
Oh, this is going to be bonzer!
I'm sure Joey will be just fine, Janet.
Let's play boomerangs.
Bye, son.
Bye, Mum.
While Joey and Phoebe played, Koala Mama cooked dinner.
She was making eucalyptus soup, an old koala recipe.
Mmm... Kids!
Dinner's ready.
Don't forget to wash your ears before dinner.
Don't you mean "paws"?
Koala bears always wash their ears before dinner.
Why don't you wash your ears and your paws?
Yeah!
Ah, I've never had eucalyptus soup before.
It's delicious. 
Hmm.
Yum!
Time for bed, kids.
Race you to the top!
Uh, you sleep up there?
Yes, of course. Come on up.
Oh, kangaroos aren't very good at climbing trees.
Oh...
Sorry.
Don't worry. At least it saves me collecting them for breakfast!
Mum, Joey and I could sleep in hammocks tonight.
Hammocks, what are those?
You'll see.
This is a great show, but I do hope little Joey's all right.
He's never been away from home before.
He'll be fine. I bet he's fast asleep by now.
Ah, this is bonzer!
Yeah, you're my best mate.
And you're my best mate. I liked the eucalyptus soup.
So did I. 
It's getting late, kids.
Remember this is a sleepover, so time for sleep. Night-night.
Night, Mum. Night, Joey.
Now everyone else was asleep, Joey felt a little bit lonely.
But then, he looked up at the sky.
Wow, all those stars!
The Great Red Rock.
The Wally's Didgeridoo.
Mum Kangaroo.
Joey's mum and dad had had a fabulous time at the concert.
But it was late and time to go home.
Thank you, darling, I had a wonderful birthday.
Since we're passing by, I think we should just make sure Joey's OK.
Good night, sweetie.
The next morning, Joey and Phoebe were up early.
Mum, Mum, Mum, guess what? Mum, Mum!
Oh... Oh, hello, sweetie.
I had a great time.
We washed our hands and ears, that's what koalas do.
Then we had soup... 
Joey!
Joey!
I'm glad you had such a great time.
Next time, Phoebe can come here for a sleepover.
Yeah, thanks, Mum!
Erm, I've never been on a sleepover before. Where would I sleep?
Well, we've got a sort of mobile bedroom.
It's called a pouch. Want to try it?
All aboard for the Kangaroo Express! 
Oh, it's really comfy.
And so Joey and Phoebe set off on a bouncy ride through the outback.
It was the best fun they'd ever had.
Sleepovers do sound like a lot of fun.
There's only one problem.
What's that?
If I go on a sleepover to Max's house,
I'll miss my bedtime story.
I have an idea.
Why don't YOU tell MAX a bedtime story?
A sleepover story from Australia.
Bonzer!
Good night, Lucy.
Good night, everyone.
Sleepy!
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone.
Hello, Lucy!
Huh!
Good evening, Nelson!
Oh, hello, Lucy!
What ARE you doing?
Ah, Friday is cabbage day at the zoo.
And cabbages are my favourite food.
Oh, yum! A red one! Delicious!
Here, try one.
No, not for me, thanks.
Cabbage tastes yuck!
How can you say that?
Have you ever tried eating cabbage, Lucy?
Well... no, I haven't.
But it looks so... cabbagey.
Perhaps I should tell you a special story.
It's not a story about cabbages, I hope?
Oh, no, no. Not cabbages, this is a story about a jungle pie.
Kevin the crocodile, Doris the duck and Toby the tortoise were having a picnic in the jungle.
Hmmm, mogo chips.
And twig burgers.
I wouldn't eat anything else.
Would you like some fruit for desert?
Oh, yes please, Georgina.
Oh, a yum-yum fruit!
I'll have some grapes.
What would you like, Kevin?
Nothing, thanks. I don't eat fruit.
What?! You don't eat fruit!
No.
But it's fun to try new foods.
No. Eating twig burgers and mogo chips is more fun.
Oh, what a shame.
Oh...
I wished I could convince Kevin to try different foods.
I needed a plan... and some helpers.
Listen, everybody.
That's all agreed then?
Yes!
Natalie, let's put the plan into action.
Righty-oh, Nelson.
No, Toby. This is how you play "duck in the water".
Like this?
Hmm, not bad for a tortoise.
Look at me, Doris!
Hello, everyone! I've got exciting news!
Georgina wants us to bake a jungle pie.
It's going to be the yummiest thing ever!
Can you come and help?
Of course! 
Of course!
Not me, I only eat twig burgers and mogo chips.
Oh... um, well...
That's fine, Kevin.
We'll cook a twig burger just for you.
All that we ask is that you help us prepare the jungle pie.
Deal?
Ooh... deal.
First, Kevin helped Nelson grow vegetables for the jungle pie.
Oh!
Kevin!
Do be careful. Please.
Sorry.
Here, I'll show you how to harvest carrots.
You have to do it slowly, so the carrots don't snap.
Ah, that's it.
Hmmm, everything OK, Kevin?
Hurry up, Kevin. Don't forget you have to help Herbert, as well.
Kevin was surprised to find that carrot tasted sweet.
No jungle pie is complete, without some yummy worms!
Now, let me show you how to catch worms -- the warthog way.
Your turn, Kevin.
You'll get used to the taste.
No, I won't!
But secretly, Kevin quite liked the worm.
It tasted a bit like a mogo chip... only squishier!
It was time to collect bumbleberries.
Ready, everyone?
Yes!
Here goes... and remember, no snacking!
Kevin wanted to try a bumbleberry, too.
It was juicy and yummy.
Oh, Herbert, do we have to have worms?
Of course! They're the best bit.
Oh, wonderful! Bumbleberries.
Have you two been snacking?
Oh, no, Georgina. We'd never do that.
And here are the carrots.
Oh, thank you, Nelson.
Kevin, would you like to stir the mixture?
Oh! Yes, please.
That's it, stir it gently.
And don't let anyone snack!
While you stir, I will take care of the oven.
Kevin decided to have a little taste.
Hmmm!
So, Kevin, how's it going?
Well done, Kevin.
Come on, everyone. Time to bake this pie.
Finally, the pie was baking in the oven.
Then, I remembered my promise to Kevin.
I'll be back soon.
The animals waited.
I think it's ready.
Careful, Nelson! It will be hot.
Here, use this.
Oh, thank you, Doris.
Stand back, everyone.
Oh!
Hmmm!
Wait a minute, Herbert. The pie is steaming hot!
Hmmm.
Hmmm, the best, ever. Without a doubt.
I'm back.
And this is for you, Kevin.
Oh, what's the matter, Kevin?
Oh... nothing.
It's just... I'm not that hungry.
Oh.
Here, Kevin. Try some jungle pie instead.
Um... OK.
Hmmm.
Well?
It's delicious!
Hooray!
And that's how Kevin the crocodile learnt to eat new things.
It's fun to taste new things.
That's right.
Nelson!
I think I would like to taste some of the cabbage. 
Oh.
Thank you.
Well?
I like it!
Hooray!
And now, it's time for bed.
Good night, everyone.
Good night, Lucy.
Sweet dreams!
Hello.
I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane.
And I have some very special neighbours. Look!
Bed time, Lucy! 
What lovely shoes, Lucy.
Hi, Molly. They're for tap dancing. Watch this.
How do you do that? 
It looks tricky.
You need special shoes.
And you have to be a really good dancer.
Can I try?
Oh, hello, Adam, of course you can.
That's terrible.
Oops!
Don't worry, Adam, I'll teach you some steps.
I'm much better at the armadillo roll!
Armadillo roll?
It's a dance we do at carnival time in South America.
Hey, why don't I tell you all about it?
It was carnival time in South America, everyone was getting ready.
Leopoldo was practising the llama lambada.
Talullah was working on her toucan tango.
As for me, I was perfecting my world-famous armadillo roll.
Hey! 
Oh, sorry, Jazz.
We're practising for the carnival.
What dance are you doing?
Dance? Me? 
You can do the armadillo roll with me, if you like.
Huh, don't be silly, I only dance the best dances.
Like the lambada?
Or the tango.
Nah, much better than that.
I only dance... the jaguar jive.
What's that?
Oh, show us.
No, I can't dance the jaguar jive just anywhere.
You need atmosphere, lights, a sense of occasion.
Besides, I don't want to show you all up.
Wow, he must be really good.
I'd love to see him dance.
Jazz is very proud. He won't dance if we don't show him he's special.
Well, let's make him feel special.
Jazz can be this year's carnival king.
Yeah!
So, off I went to tell Jazz the good news.
Jazz! 
This is for you, Jazz.
We've elected you carnival king!
Carnival king? Me?
And we want you to dance the jaguar jive!
Jaguar jive! Yeah!
What?! Did you say "dance"?
Yes, in front of everyone. 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Out of the question.
But you said you're really good. Everyone wants to see you dance.
Naturally, I would love to... 
That's great!
But... I don't have the right shoes.
Shoes?!
To dance the jaguar jive, I must have shoes made from... zabatos leaves. 
But isn't the zabatos plant very rare?
Yes. Sorry!
No shoes, no jaguar jive.
Oh, bye.
Phew! Me and my big mouth.
Carnival king? What a joke.
I don't know how to dance the jive.
But the others must never find out.
Good thing it's impossible to find the zabatos plant.
Jazz, look what I've got!
Zabatos leaf shoes!
Now you can dance the jaguar jive!
What am I going to do? Think, Jazz.
Think!
Do you like them? 
Er...
Beautiful. Beautiful.
It's a pity you went to so much trouble. 
What do you mean?
Er, my jacket got eaten by ants.
Can't do the jive without the right jacket.
Oh, no-one would mind. mind!
Tell everyone -no jaguar jive, OK?
I wondered how I was going to tell the others.
No jacket?!
OK. Leave it up to me.
Hey, presto.
But as I was on my way to give Jazz his new jacket...
< And one, two...
One, two, three. Oh!
If only I'd kept my big mouth shut.
Why did I boast about my dancing?
I'll never learn the jive in time for the carnival.
And then, everyone will laugh at me!
He didn't like it?
No, it's not that.
He doesn't know how to dance the jive!
Jazz can't dance the jaguar jive?!
But... we can teach him!
This is what we'll do.
Hey!
Get off!
And you, and you, and you!
And you, and you, and you!
Jazz, do you want to try my delicious cake?
Did you say "cake"?
It's easy! Just hop across the water.
Well done, Jazz!
Hello, Jazz. Watch this!
Hold still! Can't... keep up.
I can't...
Will someone please tell me what's going on?
We're getting you ready to be carnival king.
I am not your carnival king.
You might as well know -
I made it all up. I don't know how to dance the jive.
Oh, yes, you do!
No, I don't.
Yes, you do. We just taught you!
Just put your moves together, Jazz.
Moves? What moves?
Do the fly swat.
And the stepping-stone hop.
And the armadillo nod.
I've done it! I've done it!
He's got it!
I'm dancing! Oh, how wonderful!
Thank you, thank you. I'll never boast again.
I promise.
Yeah!
Hey, you think this is good? You should see my salsa special!
Oh, Jazz!
Sorry.
Jazz, the carnival king!
That year, the carnival dance went on all night long.
And we can dance all night long, too!
Haven't you got a tap-dancing lesson tomorrow, Lucy?
Better get some sleep.
I suppose you're right.
Bye, Adam.
Bye, Lucy.
Goodnight, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
Yeah! Hello, everyone.
Hi, Lucy.
You look very excited.
I am. The funfair is in town.
I can't wait. I want to go on the merry-go-round and the little train with the smiley face.
Best of all, I want to eat a yummy toffee apple.
There's only one problem. Dad says I can only come to the funfair if I tidy up my bedroom and that will take for ever.
Surely it's not that bad, Lucy?
There's loads of mess and besides, it's a parent's job to tidy up, isn't it?
Dad tidies up all the other rooms in the house so why not my bedroom as well?
Nelson, what is the matter?
I've got a terrible itch in my trunk. A story is coming up.
It was a beautiful morning on the savanna.
Audrey the Ostrich was busy collecting grass for her nest.
Morning, Giggles. Morning, Tickles.
Morning, Audrey.
Hi, Georgina.
Hello there, Giggles, Tickles.
Mmm, my favourite leaves. Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm.
Hello, everyone.
I know a far better technique. Stand back, please!
Delicious!
Excuse me!
None of us bothered to clean up the mess we had made.
Oh dear, oh dear.
What a mess.
I'd better get started straightaway.
Patsy the Porcupine was the savanna sweeper.
She liked everything to be nice and tidy.
There! A job well done.
The ants will be happy.
The ants were happy indeed.
They loved eating the leaves and litter Patsy collected and Patsy was happy, too, of course.
I think I might go for a walk in the hills today.
Haven't you heard? It might get rather windy later this afternoon.
Really?
Yes. The Weaverbird said so.
Patsy had nearly finished cleaning all of Africa.
There was just one little corner left.
Here I go!
But she hadn't noticed the bumps.
My foot. I can't move. What shall I do?
Help.
Oh, Patsy, my dear. What's happened to you?
I was rolling down the hill and then I was sort of bouncing, and then falling, I suppose.
Let's have a look at that foot of yours.
Ouch!
I think you've sprained your foot.
You'll need a bandage.
Don't worry. I'll take care of it.
Thank you, Audrey.
Patsy, some of your quills are broken.
Oh, no.
I'll fetch some glue to stick your quills back together again.
You just keep still, my dear. I'll be back in a jiffy.
Then the wind arrived.
Oh, no.
Whoa! Ow!
Who left these banana skins lying around?
Not us!
We don't even like bananas!
That's not true.
Yes it is!
No, it's not!
Yes, it is!
No, it's not!
Meanwhile, Audrey the Ostrich had found what she was looking for.
Ants?
What are they doing here?
Yes, you do like bananas.
No, we don't!
Yes, you do!
No, we don't!
Tell the truth. You do love bananas.
Oh!
The ants were getting hungry without leaves from Patsy.
Ants! Oh, go away! 
They're everywhere. Ooh!
What's happening? Why are the ants crawling up everything?
And all these leaves! Isn't it Patsy's job to sweep them up?
Where is Patsy, anyway?
Probably having a nap somewhere under a bush.
It's a disgrace!
Haven't you wondered what's happened to Patsy?
Oh! 
Oh! 
You should be ashamed of yourselves.
Poor Patsy has hurt her leg.
That's why the savanna is messy and all you can do is complain and dance a few silly steps.
Oh.
Nelson, follow me. 
Hmm.
Maybe we should tidy up a bit.
Brooms!
Ah!
One for each of us!
Meanwhile, Patsy the Porcupine was still waiting.
Oh, where's Audrey?
Patsy! Nelson here has come to help.
Could you hold the glue for me, please?
Certainly. With, er, great pleasure, Audrey.
There. Good as new.
Oh. Thank you, Audrey.
And thank you, Nelson.
You'll have to take it easy for a while.
If I can't do the sweeping, the savanna will get messier and messier.
Don't worry, Patsy. Everything is under control. You'll see.
Thank you so much, everyone.
You've done such a brilliant job.
It was fun. Besides, you're the one who deserves the biggest thank-you.
Thank you, Patsy.
Hey, it seems that the ants want us to follow them.
So we followed the ants.
Zed was right.
The ants had made a comfy chair just for Patsy.
You can rest your foot on here.
I'm so happy. Thank you, all my friends.
And we decided that once Patsy was better, we would all sweep the savanna together.
That was a brilliant story, Nelson.
Did you like it, Lucy?
Lucy?
Where is she?
I think I know where Lucy is hiding!
Ah! 
Oh, it was a lovely story, Nelson.
It's just, I think I've been a bit silly.
Maybe I should tidy up my room after all.
We'll help you, Lucy... If you take us to the funfair with you.
I don't think monkeys are allowed at the funfair, but I promise I will bring back toffee apples for everyone.
Yippee!
Time for bed, Lucy.
Good night, everyone.
Sleep tight!
Hi, Lucy!
Hi, everyone.
G'day, Lucy. 
Hello, Carrie. What are you holding there?
They're good luck charms from Australia. Would you like one?
Oh, yes, please!
There you go. Who else would like one?
Me! Yes, I'll have one!
What's the magic word?
Please.
Oh!
Lucy, would you like to put it around Molly's neck?
And one for you, Nelson.
Very dashing, Nelson.
Oh, thank you.
They're really pretty.
Thank you, Carrie.
It's not fair. 
What's wrong, Tickles?
Don't you like your good luck charm?
Giggles has got a bigger pebble.
Oh, but I think yours looks lovely.
Well, I don't like it.
Here, you can have mine instead.
Thank you, Lucy.
Hey, your one is more colourful than mine.
I've got an idea. Come here.
That's an excellent idea, Carrie.
Giggles, Tickles, Carrie has a special story about Together Stones.
It was a lovely afternoon.
Phoebe the Koala was playing hide and seek with her friends, Joey and Jimmy.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!
Here I come!
Hide and seek was Phoebe's favourite game.
She decided to hide as far away as possible.
Who's there?
It was Wally Two Trees.
Hello there, Phoebe. 
G'day, Wally, I mean, Mr Two Trees.
What are you painting?
It's called a Together Stone.
A Together Stone? Oh!
It's really pretty.
I like the colours.
For you, Phoebe.
Thank you very much.
Oh! Oh, dear!
Phoebe was really pleased with her present.
Where can Phoebe be? We've looked everywhere.
Ah! There she is.
I have an idea.
Got you! 
It's not funny.
What's that, Phoebe?
It's a Together Stone.
Wally gave it to me.
Can I hold it?
No, you're too rough. You'll break it.
Oh, in that case we'll get our own stones from Wally.
Come on, Joey.
So, Wally painted some stones for Jimmy and Joey.
Wow!
There -- one for each of you.
Oh, bonzer!
Thank you, Mr Two Trees.
Remember to take good care of your Together Stones.
We will. Bye.
Then the triplets arrived.
Can we have stones too? Please!
Joey and Jimmy hopped back to the hills, but their stones were heavy.
I'm exhausted.
Me too.
Hey, Jimmy, look up there.
Berries!
I wonder when Joey and Jimmy will be back.
I'm full up.
Let's go.
Hey, that's my stone.
No, it's not. That one over there is yours.
My one didn't have red dots on it.
Yes, it did!
No, it didn't!
Yes, it did!
Oh!
Fine, then!
Fine!
Joey and Jimmy decided to go their own separate ways.
Jimmy!
Hmmm.
Er, Joey!
Your stone is bigger.
Your one is longer.
It's not fair. I have the teeniest one of all!
Hello, Phoebe. How have you been getting on with your Together Stone?
These stones are not Together Stones.
Look!
They're more like Far Apart Stones.
It is up to you and your friends to make good use of the Together Stones.
But how?
Mr Two Trees?
Oh. Maybe I should have let Jimmy hold my stone.
I know, I'll go and ask him right now.
Jimmy!
I'm sorry about earlier, Jimmy.
Would you like to hold my Together Stone now?
It's all right, Phoebe. I'm sorry, too.
Here, you can hold my stone if you like.
Oh! 
Wow!
They fit together.
That's why they're called Together Stones.
It's a puzzle!
But we need more pieces!
Let's go back to Wally!
Everyone got busy working together.
This is the last one, Phoebe.
Oh, it won't fit.
It's upside down, silly!
Finally the puzzle was completed, but there was just one problem.
We can't see the picture from where we're standing.
We'll just have to go higher up then. Follow me, everyone.
Oh! Yeah!
The puzzle looked lovely.
Phoebe and her friends were very proud because they had made it together.
What a brilliant story, Carrie. Did you like it, Giggles and Tickles?
It was bonzer!
We've been a bit silly arguing over a pebble.
Yes, you have. Each one of these charms is beautiful and special.
Just like Carrie's story.
Hey, tomorrow we can swap necklaces!
Yeah!
But now it's Lucy's bedtime.
Goodnight, everyone.
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, everyone.
What's going on?
Gunner the Seagull has stopped by on his way home.
But not everyone is pleased to see him.
This is OUR tree. 
And you're not invited.
Oh, oh... thank you, Nelson.
I'M pleased to see you, Gunner.
It's all right, Lucy. In fact, those monkeys remind me of a story.
A story?
Why didn't you say so?
You can come and sit with us -- in the tree.
Oh... Monkeys WILL be monkeys! 
Why don't you two come down to listen, with Lucy?
Come on, Giggles. Come on, Tickles.
It was a beautiful sunny day at Mossy Bay.
As usual, everyone was having fun.
Jamie decided to go for a dip in the sea, when...
Ooh!
Sorry, Thelma. Didn't see you there.
That's OK.
What are you doing, floating out here all by yourself?
It's nothing, really.
What's the matter? You can tell me.
It's just... you're all having so much fun over there, and... no-one's ever asked me to come and play at Mossy Bay.
That's silly! 
I know.
I'm just a daft old whale wanting to play on the beach.
I mean it's silly you've never been invited.
Jamie at once invited Thelma to play on the beach.
Will there be any other whales there?
No. But there's Sharon Puffin, Thomas Puffin, and Lewis Puffin...
Oh -- and Hercule Moustache.
Over here, Sharon...
To you, Sharon!
Sharon?
Look...
What is this?
Hello, everyone!
Look who's here.
Oh. Er... hi, Thelma. What are you doing this close to the bay?
Jamie invited me.
He did?
You can't bring a whale in here, Jamie.
Mossy Bay is for puffins only.
And... walruses of course.
No offence, Thelma, but... you're just too big.
But I invited her to come and play football.
Of course!
Thelma is very welcome to come and play with you, Jamie.
Erm... if you wouldn't mind moving just a little bit to the left?
Oh... Of course.
How's she going to play football? She's got no legs.
She'll be perfect.
To start with, the football game went well and the others began to enjoy having Thelma to play.
Sorry!
That's the second one she's swallowed!
Oh! Now we have to make ANOTHER one!
Bah!
Quick, Thelma -- save it!
Look out!
My beautiful picture!
Our football pitch!
Are you OK, Thelma? 
I think so.
It's all right, everyone. 
No, it's not all right!
Our football pitch is covered in whale.
Don't be mean! Take no notice, Thelma.
No, Jamie, Sharon's right.
I'd better go home.
Hmm, you are totally stuck.
We will have to wait for the high tide. When the sea comes in, the waves will lift you out.
How long will that be?
Uh, we must wait all day... I think.
No football all day?! This is YOUR fault, Thelma!
I just wanted to join in, not mess everything up.
Don't cry, Thelma. It's not your fault.
I spoiled everything.
I'm just a clumsy old whale!
Oh! That was amazing!
Can you do it again, Thelma? 
I know Thelma's visit has had its difficulties but she is our guest.
She messed up our beach!
And my very fine artwork, Sharon.
But that does not mean we should be unkind.
We must be hospitable.
Hospital what?
That means, eh...
We must make her feel at home.
Oh, dear! 
Wow! 
That looks great!
Please, can WE have a go?
Of course!
This is great! 
Yeah!
Hey, what about Hercules?
No, really, I am fine right here.
I don't think this is a good idea.
This is fantastic!
The puffins were having so much fun, they did not realise it was already late afternoon.
The tide is coming in.
It is time for Thelma to go.
Oh, can't she stay here?
Please, Thelma!
Oh, thank you, Sharon, but Hercules is right.
I need to get back home. 
Oh!
First, she didn't want Thelma here, now she doesn't want her to go!
Oh!
Push, Thelma, push!
I'm still stuck!
Ooh! 
We must all help.
Come on -- push!
Come on. Push!
Just a little... bit... more.
Here I go!
Thelma, will you come back soon to play with us?
Of course. Tomorrow, if you like.
Thelma the Whale was the best guest they'd had in many years.
That was a great story!
Come up here and tell some more.
Yes, please. You can stay all night if you like.
I'd love to, but I've got to get back to the seaside.
It's already really late and nearly... 
Bedtime! I know.
I'll come back and tell another story soon. 
Yes, please, Gunner.
Good night, everyone! 
Sweet dreams, Lucy!
Hello, Lucy!
Hi, everyone.
What's that, Lucy?
It's a surprise.
Here, you hold on to this end, Boris. 
And, Nelson, you hold the other end.
That's beautiful, Lucy.
It's Christmas tomorrow. I've been making decorations, and wrapping presents and baking biscuits.
You have been busy. 
Yes.
I'm all tired out now.
What I need is a nice, relaxing story.
I happen to know a good Christmas story.
It was winter in the mountains, and everything was covered with snow.
Well, it's nearin' to Christmas time, folks.
How can you tell that? 
Only little things an expert would know.
Here we go.
Like the snow crystals sparkling in the sunlight. Huh?
Or the scent of the fir trees. Or how deep the snow is.
Is it deep enough yet, boys?
Oh, yes.
It'll be Christmas any minute now.
It's time we got a Christmas tree.
Yeah!
You know the best places to find trees.
I sure do, Melanie, follow me.
Here we are, folks, see a tree you like?
There are so many to chose from. 
Don't like the look of that bark.
Hmm, branch is not quite straight.
They all seem nice to me.
How about this one? Strong and healthy.
No, the needles are too dark. I think we can do better.
You know, I think we need to get a move on.
You should tell Beverly. 
Um, Bev, we thought we should hurry, before the bison get here.
Randolph know that the bison liked to celebrate Christmas too.
And there were a lot of them.
This is the one.
It's beautiful. 
The best ever.
Go ahead, Beverly!
Timber!
Now, we had to get back home.
Hmmm... Oh, no!
How are we going to cross?
Don't worry, I've got an idea.
Ooh, that was a good idea, Boris.
Now, we have to find a nice spot for our tree.
Let's try nearby the river.
Oh, OK.
So, what do you think?
This is perfect! Everyone will be able to get a good view of the tree.
Christmas is about sharing, you see.
How lovely.
Sure is a beautiful tree you picked us.
Just needs some decorations. 
Oh yes.
Let's go and find some pretty things.
Melanie was excited.
But the others told her that someone had to stay and look after the tree.
And she was just the moose for the job.
Do I really need to stay here?
I don't think the tree will run away.
We went to a whole lot of trouble to find our tree, so we can't risk losing it.
Thanks, we'll be back real soon!
The bison had arrived to collect their Christmas trees.
Well, I sure am glad we got our tree before these critters showed up.
Yes. Now, let's go get those decorations.
We can split up to save time.
It looks like we're too late.
Daddy, where's our tree?
Oh, don't worry, Barbara?
Daddy will get us a Christmas tree.
Er, yes, of course.
This isn't the only place to find Christmas trees. Follow me.
Meanwhile, Beverly and Randolph were picking icicles.
Alfie and Charlie were digging for fir cones.
I was still looking for decorations for our tree.
These maple leaves have been here since autumn.
They should be just perfect.
And Melanie was still looking after the Christmas tree, making sure it didn't go anywhere.
Deary me, Ma. We've looked everywhere for a tree.
Seems there's not one to be had anywhere.
I want a Christmas tree!
Oh, Daddy, Mummy!
Christmas tree! Christmas tree!
Christmas tree! 
Her first Christmas?
Sure is. 
Yeah. She's been so looking forward to it, but we can't find her a tree anywhere.
Melanie thought back to what Boris had said about Christmas being a time for sharing. And so, she made an important decision.
You can have our tree.
Oh, but we couldn't. 
Oh, yeah!
Hooray! Christmas tree!
Well, I do hope you enjoy it.
Oh, we will. Thank you so very much.
Sure was a nice tree those guys had. 
Almost as nice as ours.
Melanie! Where'd our tree go?
I gave it away!
You did what?!
Remember how you said Christmas was all about sharing?
Yes, but we didn't mean for you to share OUR tree!
Oh. There was a baby bison, and she didn't have a Christmas tree.
And I thought she shouldn't miss out.
Well, I think you did the right thing, Melanie.
I guess you're right, Boris.
But where are we going to hang these decorations now?
There are no trees left.
There must be something we can do.
Yes. What else is big and has branches you can hang things on?
My antlers can be our Christmas tree!
Yeah!
And so we started to decorate Melanie's antlers.
Are you sure you won't get cold standing here, Melanie?
I'm fine, Boris. We moose love the snow.
Oh, don't shake your head just yet!
OK, Melanie. Now you can shake your head!
We all agreed Melanie's antlers made the best Christmas tree ever.
And that was my best Christmas story ever!
I'm glad you liked it. 
Here are your decorations back, Lucy.
You can keep them to decorate the zoo.
Ooh, thank you, Lucy.
Better get some sleep now.
Tomorrow is a busy day!
Good night, everyone.
Good night!
And happy Christmas, Lucy.
Hi, Lucy!
Welcome one and all To our school hall, young and old, short and tall.
What ARE you doing, Lucy?
Oh! Hi, everyone!
Are you going to tell us a story?
Or is it a song?
It's not a story or a song.
It's a poem and I have to read it at school assembly tomorrow.
That's marvellous, Lucy. You must be very excited.
Well, I am, but... 
But are you a bit nervous, too?
What if I forget the poem or don't say it properly?
Oh, don't worry, Lucy. When the time comes, you'll be fine. 
That's right.
This reminds me of a story about someone else who was very shy.
His name was Alan the Aardvark.
"Herbert the Warthog and Zed the Zebra were waiting for Alan "to join them for band practice."
I think we should start without him.
With a one, a two, a one-two-three-four!
"That night there was to be a big concert "and the band needed a catchy tune to play."
Huh, it doesn't sound right somehow.
Keep playing, Herbert, we'll come up with something.
Oh, whoops! I'm late for band practice.
But wait till Zed and Herbert hear this!
Herbert! Zed! You have to hear this.
Hm, he looks very excited. Probably something to do with ants.
What is it, Alan?
I've made up a tune all by myself and it's really catchy, just what we need.
Well, don't just stand there. Let's hear this catchy tune.
"Suddenly, Alan felt rather nervous.
"What if they didn't like this new tune?"
Erm... Was that it?
Oh, Alan, that wasn't really a tune, was it? More of a tuneless toot!
We should get on and practice for the concert.
"Later that day, Alan was still thinking about his catchy tune.
"He just wished he wasn't so shy. Then he saw..."
Audrey the Agony Ostrich.
You must learn to take things more slowly.
Thanks... for... your... help.
She's good at problem solving.
Er... 
Ah, Alan the Aardvark. Have you got a problem?
Um, it's, um, to do with being...
I can't hear you, dear.
I... I get very shy.
Ah. How did it first begin?
"So Alan told Audrey all about the catchy tune."
But when I try to play it to Zed and Herbert,
I get shy and I just go...
Ah, but the answer to your problem is quite simple.
How?
You must go back to your friends and try again.
Only this time, before you play the tune, you must count to three.
Oh!
Then play your tune confidently.
Thank you, Audrey, you're the best!
I've got something very important for you to listen to.
One, two, three.
Do you realise you have an ant on your nose?
Uh? Eh, oh!
Hey, Alan, you had something you wanted us to listen to?
No. Oh, no, it was nothing important.
"Alan wondered if he would ever "be able to play his tune to Zed and Herbert.
"Then the ground started to shake."
Uh?
Oh, don't stop.
"It was Nelson the Elephant. He couldn't stop dancing!"
Bravo, Alan, where did you learn such a catchy tune?
Uh, I made it up.
You did? It'll be a hit, you mark my words!
No, it won't. I'm too shy to play it to Zed and Herbert.
Hmm...
Uh, I know!
What you need is someone to hum the tune for you.
Um, will YOU hum it for me?
Ho! No, no, no, not me. Oh, no!
I'm a good dancer, yes, but I'm useless at humming.
I suggest you ask Georgina the Giraffe.
Hi, Georgina.
Hello, Alan.
Ahem! Nelson says you're very good at humming.
Me? Oh, no. Well, I suppose I can hold a tune.
"Alan asked if I would hum his tune to Zed and Herbert.
"Well, of course I said yes!"
Oh, thank you, Georgina!
I don't think we're ever going to find a new tune, Zed.
I know where you can find a great new tune.
Not again.
Go to the three bushes on the hill.
You'll hear something very special.
Well, we do need a break.
Very well, but this is your last chance, Alan.
Oh, where did he go?
And that's it.
And it's beautiful.
Listen!
That sounds great!
I knew you'd like it. I knew it. I, I...
Great tune, Georgina!
Oh, thank you. It just seemed to come to me.
All we need now is a quick rehearsal and then we can play it at our concert.
"Alan went back home feeling sad."
That silly giraffe couldn't even remember the tune.
It wasn't her tune after all. It was Alan the Aardvark's.
Why didn't he tell us?
Do you hear what I hear?
Huh! A musical tree!
And what a catchy tune.
This is the answer to all our problems.
Uh, hello, Tree. Like your tune.
We've got a concert this evening, fancy playing with us?
Yes, I'd love to.
Perfect!
"That night, everyone gathered for the concert at Romble Mountain."
Ahem! With a one, a two, a one-two-three-four.
"So, Alan played his catchy tune after all."
I recognise those feet.
Alan!
Uh?
Alan, keep on playing!
Can't you see, everyone loves your tune.
Alan! Alan! Alan! Alan!
All right then. Rock 'n' roll!
"Alan the Aardvark wasn't shy anymore!
"And, of course, the concert was a huge success."
Thanks to his very catchy tune!
Thank you for that story, Georgina.
I hope my poem is a big success, like Alan's concert.
Oh, of course it will be.
We'll help you!
Welcome one and all To our school hall
Young and old, short and tall!
Thanks, everyone.
Now it's time for bed.
Goodnight.
Sleep tight, Lucy!
Hello, Lucy.
What are you doing, Lucy?
I'm looking for clues.
I'm a detective, you see.
I solve mysteries. That's why I need a magnifying glass.
Can I try, Lucy?
Lucy, I know a good mystery story.
Would you like to hear it?
Yes, please, Boris.
It was spring in the forest, and the last of the winter snow was melting.
This is so much fun, Charlie.
Yes, Alfie. Shame the snow's melting.
There's just enough left for one last snowball.
Look!
What's that?
It was a strange, brown, woolly creature.
Alfie and Charlie had never seen anything like it!
Barbara catch butterfly. Yippity, yippity, yippity. Ooh!
Ooh! Oh! Ooh!
Ouch!
Ah, poor thing!
Hello.
Barbara hurt head.
Here, this'll make it better.
I'm Alfie.
And I'm Charlie."
My name is Barbara Bison.
Where Mamma and Papa?
I think you've got lost, Barbara.
I was only trying to catch butterfly.
Don't cry! We'll take you home to Mamma and Papa.
But I don't know which way is home.
Just leave it to us.
And Charlie."
Chipmunk detectives! Hey! Ho!
First, we need a clue.
Barbara, is there anything you can remember about home?
Yes. Blubbly water.
Blubbly water?!
Ah! Bubbly water.
Follow me.
And so, Charlie and Alfie led Barbara to the river, which was full of bubbly water.
Barbara catch fishes!
One happy baby bison.
Where Mamma, Papa?
This not Barbara's home.
Oh!
Not to worry, Barbara. We'll find your home.
All we need is another clue.
Try to think."
Can you remember anything else about your home?
Yes! Lellow flowers.
Then... to the right.
This time, Alfie and Charlie took Barbara to the meadow.
It was filled with yellow flowers.
Oh! It's so pretty.
Barbara was having heaps of fun.
But then...
Hmm! Barbara not like bees.
Help! Help!
HELP!
Oh! Faster, Barbara, faster!
Phew!
That not Barbara's lellow flowers.
That not Barbara's home.
We can't be far from your home, Barbara. Think of one more clue.
Yummy grass!
Straight ahead!
Alfie and Charlie took Barbara deep into the forest.
Here we are!
Yummy grass!"
Oh, that tickles! Stop it.
Oh! Hey!
That's my bed.
Oh!
Sorry.
Oh, hi. We're looking for Barbara's home.
It's got bubbly water, yellow flowers and yummy grass.
Well, this can't be Barbara's home, because this is absolutely, most definitely and completely MY home.
Oh!"
Er... Why don't you try that way, over the hill?
Maybe Barbara never see home again.
Oh!
Cheer up, Barbara.
Remember -- you've got Alfie and Charlie!
Chipmunk detectives never give up.
All we need is just one last clue.
Is Barbara's fluffy seeds.
Barbara and the chipmunks had reached the top of the hill, and they saw yummy grass, yellow flowers, bubbly water and many, many bison.
Barbara!
Mamma! Papa!
Oh, Barbara, baby! I'm so happy to see you!"
We've been everywhere looking for you.
Sorry, Mamma, Papa.
Barbara wanted to catch butterfly.
Next time you see a butterfly, we'll chase it together, honey.
OK, Mamma.
Thank you for bringing our Barbara home, boys.
Another mystery solved by Alfie and Charlie, chipmunk detectives!
Hey! Ho!
That's how the baby bison got back home to her family.
What a brilliant story, Boris.
Now, I need a mystery to solve!
Oh, dear! Nelson has disappeared.
This is a case for Detective Lucy!
Round nails, big feet, a trunk!
It must be... an elephant!
Very clever, Lucy!
And now, time for bed.
Good night, everyone.
Sweet dreams!
Super Lucy, to the rescue!
Oh, hello, Lucy.
Hi, Nelson. I'm not Lucy. I'm Super Lucy!
Watch this!
Faster, faster!
Be careful, Lucy.
Whoa! I'm feeling dizzy.
Why don't you sit down and listen?
I know a rather good story about another superhero friend of mine.
Really? Who's that, Nelson?
It's Zed the Zebra.
It was a fine morning on the savannah.
And Zed the Zebra was doing some running practice.
Two, four, six, eight, who do we appreciate?
Zed!
Oh, Zed, it's so exciting watching you run!
Now...
Watching Zed is really fun, he has to be the number one!
Go, Zed! Go!
Actually, I'm getting a bit bored with running.
I need a new challenge. Trouble is... nothing exciting ever happens around here.
Oh, look at the smoke coming out of that hill!
Hmmm, very strange.
When the volcano rumbles, the animals must shelter before... before...
Before what?
Do you know, I can't remember? Me and my memory.
Sorry, dears. I've got to get back to my dusting.
Oh, but this is terrible!
Are we in danger? Oh, Zed, what's going to happen?!
We're going to have a real adventure.
That's what's going to happen. Follow me, Natalie!
Danger! Danger! Danger!
Oh, the volcano's all smoky and there's big cracks in the ground!
Esmeralda knew what to do, but she couldn't remember.
Calm down! It's just an old volcano.
Yeah, but why's it all smoky?
Ah, yes... I've just remembered what happens to volcanoes
Oh?
They erupt!
Oh! What's that?
I'll try to explain.
Here is our volcano.
That's a lovely picture, Nelson.
Thank you. Ahem...
An eruption is like, a sort of, explosion!
Oh!
The air will be full of hot ashes and lava and rocks!
And boulders?
Ahem, no, not the sort you like, Ronald.
I'm afraid, for our own safety, we must leave at once!
Oh!
This is all very frightening.
Don't worry, Natalie, I will look after you.
My hero!
Everyone got ready to leave.
Goodbye, lovely home.
Wait!
Huh?
We're all so happy here.
Do we really want to leave our lovely homes?
No!
Is there no other way?
Actually, I have a clever plan to stop the volcano erupting.
Hooray!
What exactly is your clever plan, Nelson?
Oh, I expect I'll be the hero in Nelson's plan.
Oh...
First, we must walk to the volcano. And then, I... er... um...
well, I'll explain the rest when we get there.
Let's go!
What do we do now?
Well, we, um... oh...
Climb up the volcano?
Yes! Yes, Natalie, yes. We must climb to the rim of the volcano.
Hey, Nelson old boy, when will I be doing my bit?
You know, the hero stuff?
Be patient, Zed. Your time will come.
Ah... oh.
Oh, where, oh, where will I find a hero to protect me?
I will protect you, fair Natalie.
My flower!
Will you two get a move on?!
Uh... oh.
Oh...
Nelson, you are clever!
I am?
Look, everyone! Nelson wants us to use this boulder to block the hole in the volcano.
Er... oh, that's right, yes. All part of the plan.
Brilliant! You're going to get Ronald to roll this boulder down there and act as a giant bath plug!
Yes, that's it. Plug the crater, and the volcano won't explode.
So, Nelson, what do I do in this plan thingy?
Um... well, I don't think we need your help, right now, Zed.
Uh?! Fine. Find yourself another hero, then.
Zed, come back!
Zed! Oh...
There was no time to worry about Zed. We needed to move a boulder.
Don't worry, we can try again.
Oh, no!
Time is running out.
If we don't plug that hole, the volcano will explode.
Oh, Natalie! What have I done?
Real heroes don't abandon their friends.
Huh! This is the last boulder.
I've got your flower.
Not now, Zed.
It's looking good! Well done, Ronald.
Go, Zed, go!
Two, four, six, eight, who do we appreciate?
Zed!
Come on, Zed, you can do it!
Outstanding, there... whoa! Look at me!
Hooray!
You saved us all, Zed.
Just like a real hero!
But you're my hero too, Natalie.
Hooray!
And so we all danced until the sun set behind the old volcano.
I knew you didn't really have a plan, Nelson.
Yes, it's true. But all's well that ends well.
When you have good friends there's always a solution to every problem.
And now, it's time for bed.
I have to recharge my super powers.
Good night, Lucy.
Good night, everyone.
Sleep tight.
Hello, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone. Look what I've got, Molly.
What is it, Lucy? 
A present for you.
Dead flowers! -- I don't understand.
They were beautiful when I picked them this morning.
But flowers need water, Lucy. All plants do.
Never mind. I'm sure we can save them.
I hope so.
This reminds me of a story of my nephew Nigel and Herbert's watermelons. 
Nigel had come over for a visit, so I decided to take him for a walk along the Zambam River.
Found you, Toby! 
Hello, there!
Hello, Nelson.
Does Nigel want to come and play hide and seek with us?
Maybe later, Kevin. Come on, Nigel, follow me.
I'd like you to meet another of my friends.
Here we are.
This is my good friend Herbert the warthog.
Hi!
Hello, Herbert. Keeping busy, I see.
Oh, hello, Nelson.
Quite right -- busy, busy. One for you... and one for you.
What's he doing, Uncle Nelson?
Today is ripening day, the busiest day in the gardening year.
But it's worth it.
I'll have perfect, ripe watermelons tonight if I do it properly.
Wow!
Just got time for a quick tune.
Agh, my musical rock!
This is a disaster. Rocks, watermelons, rocks, watermelons, rocks, watermelons, rocks... -- What's the problem? 
Herbert loves playing his musical rocks.
Rocks... I've got to go and find another one, but if I leave the watermelons without water, they'll be ruined.
Hmm... Oh!
I'll give a whole basket of yum-yum fruit to anyone who will look after my watermelons while I'm away looking for a new rock.
Me, me, me! Mmm!
Are you quite sure, Nigel?
Watermelons are a lot of work on ripening day.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Easy-peasy!
Really? 
I can do it!
Terrific. Thank you, Nigel. The important thing is to water them little and often to keep them juicy and green.
Little and often, yeah, yeah, yeah.
If they turn even a little bit yellow, they are completely ruined.
Yeah, just leave it to me.
Good lad. Right, see you later.
Oh, yum yum! This is great!
Lots of delicious fruit for a bit of watering.
Time to get started, Nigel.
-- Remember the watermelons need water.
-- Little and often.
I know, Uncle Nelson.
Hello, Nigel. Want to play snakes and ladders with us?
Yeah!.. Oh, I've just got to do something for Herbert first.
Don't miss all the fun!
Nigel watered as quickly as he could, but it still took a long time.
Ohh, at last!
Nigel had only just finished and it was nearly time to start watering again.
Ohh, there's got to be a quicker way.
There! That should last for ages.
Play-time, here I come!
Meanwhile, after a long walk,
Herbert reached the musical rock mine.
Got to find one with just the right sound.
Too clunky.
Too clinky.
Hmm, this is going to take longer than I thought.
Got you!
How's the watering going, Nigel? Are you doing as Herbert said?
Don't worry, Uncle Nelson, everything's under control.
I've invented my own system for watering the plants more quickly.
? -- Nigel is a very clever boy, you know. -- Oh!
Herbert wasn't having much luck finding a musical rock.
Oh, too clanky. Not a single good rock in the whole mine.
Well, at least I've got my watermelons to look forward to.
As Herbert started the long walk home,
Nigel decided he'd better just check that the watermelons were all right.
That sounds like... 
Nigel!
What's the matter, Nigel?
I promised Herbert I'd water them and... look!
Dried out like a stone.
You're going to get into much trouble.
Ohh, what am I going to tell Herbert?
I know who might be able to help, but we'll have to tell her what happened.
You mean... tell the truth?
So you didn't water Herbert's plants like he told you to?
I didn't think it would matter if I watered them all in one go.
Maybe I can help. You can have some of my watermelons, Nigel.
Can I really?
Of course you can. We all make mistakes.
The only trouble is, my watermelons are not as big as Herbert's.
They'll need extra watering to grow in time.
I can do that.
Little and often?
Little and often, I promise.
And we'll help, won't we?
Nigel and his friends got to work, and soon Georgina's watermelons had grown big and juicy.
Thanks, everyone.
It was time for Nigel and I to push the watermelons to Herbert's home.
Wow! Look at the watermelons! They're perfect.
-- Oh, thank you, Nigel. -- you like them?
I couldn't have done better myself. 
Thanks, Herbert.
I did just as you said.
In the end. But these are from Georgina's garden.
She gave them to me to ripen because... well, look.
My watermelons!
They're rock hard!
I'm sorry, Herbert.
Not bad. Not bad at all. 
You're going to EAT them?
Eat them? Not in a million years. They'd break my teeth.
No, I'm going to PLAY them. 
Huh?
Oh.
And a one, a two, a one, two, three, four.
-- Great sound.
-- And great watermelon. Another slice, anyone?
Don't mind if I do.
And so we all celebrated ripening day with a grand watermelon concert.
That was a great story, Nelson.
Look!
The flowers I got you, Molly they're alive!
There you are. They just needed a bit of a drink.
And you need a bit of sleep.
Good night, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some very special neighbours, look!
Hello, Lucy!
Hi, everyone. Look at this.
Oh, what have you got there, Lucy?
It's my sticker book.
I finally collected all of them. It took ages.
They're lovely, Lucy.
Can we see?
Of course!
Oh! Ha! What are those?
They're leftover ones.
I haven't decided what to do with those ones yet.
It's a lovely collection, Lucy.
Does anyone remember Doris The Duck and her collection?
Go on, Molly, tell Lucy all about it.
One day, Doris the Duck was playing down by the river with her friends, Kevin and Toby.
I need a bit more mud for the feet.
Stop digging, Kevin. I've just seen something.
Look at this!
Oh, isn't it pretty?
I suppose so.
What do you think, Toby?
Hmm, nice.
Nice?! It's more than nice, it's beautiful!
I know, why don't we all collect precious things and tie them to my vine?
But we haven't made a Toby sculpture yet.
Yes, let's do that first.
That's really good!
I'll make one of you now, Kevin.
All right, if you two don't want to help,
I'll just have to go collecting precious things all by myself. Hmm!
Doris' collection started well.
In no time at all she had found a lovely flower.
It's amazing what you can find just lying around, if you keep your eyes open.
Oh! Look at that!
Hello, Audrey. I'm collecting precious things.
Oh, hello, Doris.
I'm looking for something nice and soft to line my nest.
Have you seen anything I could use?
Uh, like what?
I was wondering, Doris, do you really need that lovely, soft feather?
It's just the right size for my nest lining.
No! You can't have it.
Everything I find is going into my collection of precious things.
I can't just give things away, you know.
While Doris was busy collecting,
Herbert the warthog was having a nice play on his musical rocks.
Oh, bother! Got to find another stick.
Just right!
My stick!
Finders keepers.
That's not fair. How am I going to play my musical rocks?
Not my problem, Herbert.
This is going really well.
Hurry up, Tickles,
I've just found a ripe fruit on the bingolollyberry tree!
Yippee! I love bingolollyberries!
Where's it gone?!
It was here a few minutes ago.
Meanwhile, down at the river...
I wonder how Doris is getting on with her collection.
Let's go and find her.
Oh, oh!
Ooh!
It's too heavy, I need a rest.
I know,
I can display my collection here and invite everyone to come and look at it.
Hello, Audrey, have you seen Doris?
Yes, as a matter of fact, I have.
She's collecting things.
I know. She collected a feather that would have been just right for my nest.
I think we better find her before she upsets anyone else.
Roll up, roll up!
Come and see Doris's precious things.
Roll up, roll up!
Huh! Pah!
Roll up! Roll up!
Roll up, roll up!
Roll up!
Oh, why isn't anyone speaking to me anymore?
Have either of you seen Doris?
She's over there, you could ask her if she's seen a certain bingolollyberry.
-- Cos we're not speaking to Doris anymore, are we, Giggles?
-- I think we better have a chat with Doris.? 
-- Mmm.
-- Doris! 
-- At last.
Kevin, Toby, come and look at my precious things.
This is a bingolollyberry. very rare.
And this is the softest feather is Africa.
And here's my special stick.
What do you think?
You've done really well at collecting things.
I have, haven't I?
-- But...
-- What?
Do you really need all these things?
Of course I do, it's my collection.
All of it?
I suppose the stick's a bit boring.
Mmm.
And the bingolollyberry tastes funny.
Doris began to realise that some of the things she had collected might be more useful to other animals, so she asked Kevin and Toby to help her put things right.
A bingolollyberry!
Ah, hmm.
It's fun giving things away.
Even more fun than collecting things.
Oh, what a pretty flower.
Why don't you have it, Natalie? 
It would look lovely on you.
Thank you, Doris, that's very kind of you.
Shame I've only got one pebble left.
Not much of a collection, is it?
Here, Doris, we found these pebbles while we were making mud sculptures.
Oh, for me?!
For you!
Oh, thank you, Toby. Thank you, Kevin.
Hello!
Beautiful necklace, Doris.
Oh, ha, you like it?
Oh, yes! 
Lovely!
Doris the Duck was very, very happy because she knew she had the best collection of friends in all of Africa.
Thank you for the story, Molly.
That's a nice sticker.
Thank you, Lucy.
Thank you so much, Lucy, that's very kind of you.
We're very happy with the stickers you've given us.
Oh!
And now it's time you collected some sleep.? 
All right.
Good night, everyone!
Sweet dreams, Lucy!
Hi, everyone!
Hi, Lucy.
-- Who's that with Giggles and Tickles?
-- It's our new friend.
Come up and say hello.
Whoa, it's slippery.
-- Thank you. 
-- This is Tallulah.
-- Hi. I'm Lucy. 
-- Nice to meet you. Well done, Lucy. You're a good climber.
Thank you, but I did have a bit of help.
It's always nice to have friends helping you.
It is.
Actually, all this talk of climbing reminds me of the story of Leopoldo the Llama.
It was a fine morning in South America.
Adam the Armadillo, Jazz the Jaguar and Leopoldo the Llama met up in the usual spot.
OK, so what are we going to play today, amigos?
-- Er...
-- I know! Let's play roly polys.
That's a great idea! I love to play this game.
All right... if everyone else wants to.
This is so much fun!
Wait for me! Let Jazz make a roly poly, too.
Come on, Leopoldo!
Leopoldo didn't really like playing roly polys.
Oh, dear. Roly polys make me dizzy.
The three friends played roly poly until they couldn't roll any more.
And then it was time for another game.
-- Someone else choose what to play. I chose last time. 
-- We could play...
I know! Let's play stick to the cliff.
Yeah! Great idea, Jazz! You go first.
-- See? Easy! Ha-ha!
-- Isn't this cool?
Er... I suppose so.
Your turn, Leopoldo!
Leopoldo didn't like playing stick to the cliff, but he didn't want to disappoint Jazz and Adam.
Then it was Leopoldo's turn to choose a game.
Why's he looking over there?
Yeah. It's time to choose a game, not look at mountains.
Let's go and climb that mountain!
But it's so high it's got clouds round it!
It can get very cold on mountains. Brr!
And jaguars don't like to be cold.
It'll be fun!
Leopoldo's friends didn't think climbing a mountain sounded much like fun.
Ah... er... I think I might go home.
Oh! Yes! Er... me, too.
It's not as steep as it looks!
It's not fair. I played their games.
Why won't they play mine?
Hi, Tallulah.
-- Hi, Leopoldo.
-- I don't suppose YOU'D like to climb a mountain today?
Er... sorry, Leopoldo. Busy, busy.
This strange and interesting vine grew into my tree last night.
I must find out where it's from.
Oh. If no-one else will go up the mountain, then I'll go on my own.
Meanwhile...
Adam was feeling bored.
Hi, Tallulah! I don't suppose you've seen Leopoldo.
I've changed my mind about playing with him.
-- I think he said something about a mountain.
-- Thanks, Tallulah.
Be careful, now. That's a very big mountain.
Hello, butterflies.
Isn't this mountain beautiful?
Oh!
A prickly forest was blocking Leopoldo's path.
Ooh!
Ooh. Ooh. Ouch! Help!
Don't worry, Leopoldo!
I'm trapped!
No problem!
Oh, thanks, Adam! Nice roly polying!
I changed my mind about climbing the mountain. 
Can I still join you?
Ouch.
Eh... ouch!
Of course you can!
Back in the jungle, Jazz was looking for his friends.
Adam! Leopoldo! I want to play!
Hi, Tallulah. Have you seen Adam and Leopoldo?
Tallulah?
I suppose they must have gone up the mountain. 
I'm going to look for them!
Oh, no!
We'll never be able to climb up there!
-- Oh, we'll just have to turn back.
-- No way, amigos!
Jazz had a plan to help his friends.
Remember stick to the cliff?
Eh...
Ah. Ah.
Come on! You can do it!
Come on, Leopoldo!
Well... here I come!
Ooh, ah, ah, ah!
Ooh, whoa, ahh, whoa!
Got you!
Thanks, Jazz.
That's OK, Leopoldo. Thank YOU for letting me join in.
At last!
This is where this strange and interesting vine ends.
I have to tell Adam and Jazz and Leopoldo.
Oh...
Only now did I realise that they had not returned.
Almost there!
Wow!
I'm so glad you both came with me.
It wouldn't have been much fun on my own.
Mountain climbing is the best game we've ever played!
Oh, the only trouble is, going down a mountain isn't as fun as going up!
-- Craw!
-- What's that?
Tallulah!
Uh?
Now it's time to play my game.
Your game?
Come on! Yahoo!
In no time at all, the four friends were safely back in the jungle.
Everyone agreed this was the most fun we'd ever had because everyone joined in and we all helped each other.
Thanks, Tallulah. That was a brilliant story.
I'd like to go on an adventure one day, with ALL my friends at the zoo.
That sounds like fun, Lucy!
But I think we've had enough adventures for one day.
Goodnight, everyone.
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone.
Hello, Lucy.
There's someone here to see you. 
Oh?
Who is it?
It's a surprise visitor.
You have to guess who it is. 
First, close your eyes.
And now, have a feel.
Little ears... a woolly coat... big toes.
Hey! Stop that! You're tickling me.
I recognise that voice. It's Leopoldo the Llama.
Well guessed, Lucy.
Have you come with a story, Leopoldo? 
Oh, yes, yes. Of course!
Can we hear it, then?
This is a story all about Tallulah the Toucan.
Tallulah was always up early, and every morning, she would do exactly the same things.
First, she'd croak a cracking good croak.
Croaky, croaky.
Then she'd preen her silky-soft feathers.
And finally... she'd pick a pretty red flower.
Now Tallulah was ready for a busy day.
Hi, Tallulah.
Oh, hello Adam. Hello, Jazz. Hello, Leopoldo.
What are you making today, Tallulah?
It's a surprise! Why not come back tomorrow when the surprise is ready?
Come on! Let's play jumping in the jungle.
Yeah!
See you tomorrow, Tallulah.
Tallulah was busy all day long.
And when night fell, she covered the surprise with a blanket of leaves.
Oh, I can't wait till tomorrow.
I hope my friends will like the surprise.
But... the next morning...
Croaky, croak.
Just as Tallulah was about to pick her pretty red flower...
Oh! My flower!
Oh, no!
What am I going to do without my red flower?
Today will be a disaster.
Tallulah decided to hide in her nest.
Croaky, croak.
Tallulah!
Oh!
Huh?
I'm not coming out today.
But what about the surprise?
Croaky, croak. 
What's the matter, Tallulah?
Are you not feeling well?
Oh!
I haven't got a red flower.
Never mind. You look almost as nice without your red flower.
Come on.
Let's go and see the surprise.
No, no, no.
I can't possibly go without my red flower.
I suppose... we could go looking for a flower.
Mm.
So that's what we did.
Croaky, croak.
Tallulah!
Look what we found!
Just pick the one you like best.
Mm?
No, no. You don't understand.
Only a red flower will do.
Oh!
OK. She's just being silly now.
The seed of the red jingle-jangle flower.
We can GROW a flower for Tallulah.
Now, we wait.
But Jazz didn't feel like waiting.
Maybe we should just shake Tallulah out of her tree. 
Jazz, why don't you and Leopoldo go for a dip in the river, while I wait for the seed to grow?
All right.
Yes! A dip in the river. Why not?
Come on, Leopoldo.
Now, only Adam was left with Tallulah.
Tallulah?
Tallulah?
Why won't you come out without your red flower?
Toucans never go out without their flower.
Oh.
Armadillos never climb trees.
Really? Never?
If I climb your tree, will you come out without your red flower?
Hmm... OK.
Oh!
Meanwhile...
Jazz!
I'm only having a teeny, tiny little pick.
You know that's not fair.
Jazz!
Tallulah didn't think Adam would manage to climb her tree.
But then Adam had a clever idea.
Ha! 
You did it, Adam.
You did it!
So did you, Tallulah.
Adam was right.
Oh, yes!
We did it!
Thank you, Adam.
Let's go and find Jazz and Leopoldo.
Hey, Tallulah decided to come out after all!
Hooray!
So, are we all ready for the grand surprise?
Yeah!
Follow me, then.
And... here it is!
They're really pretty!
We all agreed
Tallulah's windmills were the most marvellous surprise ever!
Hey, Leopoldo.
What's happened to your hair?
Lucy!
Well, Leopoldo, do you like your plaits?
Maybe a change of hairdo isn't such a bad idea.
We all need to get used to changes every now and then.
But one thing never changes.
What's that?
After story time comes bedtime.
Oh!
Good night, Lucy.
Good night, Leopoldo, and thank you for the story.
Sweet dreams, Lucy.
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Hello, everyone! 
Hi, Lucy! 
Look at my new toy. 
It does lots of different things. 
I can count... 
One. Two. Three. 
You can play games on it AND music, too! 
Ooh! 
And it can even tell stories. 
Ooh! 
Does that mean you're not going to come and see us any more? 
Actually, I haven't found the story button yet. 
Oh! Hey! 
Just trying to help you, Lucy. 
We can't find the story button, Lucy. 
Oh. It doesn't really matter. 
Anyway, I'm sure the stories aren't as good as yours. 
So, are you going to tell me a story instead? 
Of course we will. 
And I know just the one. 
The Story Of Zed's Really Helpful Mood. 
One morning, Zed the Zebra decided that he wanted to help his friends.' 
Hello, Georgina. How are you? 
Hi, Zed. Oh, I've got so much work to do in my garden -- weeding and planting and watering. 
Would you like some help, Georgina? 
Oh, that's very kind, Zed. 
Let's see... Maybe you could start by... 
There! Is that better, Georgina? 
I think so. Thanks, Zed. 
Well, I'd better go. Lots of other animals to help. 
But Zed hadn't just pulled up the weeds... he'd also pulled up Georgina's precious vegetable plants.' 
Let's see who else needs my help. 
Oh! 
Toby? 
Is that you? 
Of course it's me. Hello, Zed. 
Where are you going? 
To the fruitball match. It's at the jungle clearing. 
Ha! That's a long way away, Toby. 
Especially for a little tortoise like you. 
At this speed, you'll miss the start of the match. 
I'll help you. 
But it's a nice walk... 
But Zed didn't listen to Toby.' 
Hop on the banana leaf. 
So, going fast is fun, isn't it? 
I've never been this fast before! 
There's a first time for everything! 
There you are, Toby. 
We were waiting for you to start the fruitball match. 
You'd have had to wait forever! 
Lucky was there to help. 
And the match has begun! 
May the best team win! 
"The best team"? 
What are you doing, Zed? 
I'm scoring a goal for you! 
Oh, yeah! 
But WE wanted to play! 
Doesn't matter -- a goal's a goal. 
No? 
Oh, well. Must go and help some other animals. 
Enjoy the match! 
Oh, what a nuisance! We'll have to start the match all over again. 
Meanwhile, Ronald the Rhino was busy bashing boulders.' 
Ooh! That was a good one, Ronald. 
Hey, Ronald! 
Hello, Zed. 
Look at these boulders -- I'm going to bash all of them! 
I think you'll need some help! 
Er, no, Zed. I'd rather... 
Oh! 
I can't watch! 
Oh, no! 
There are no boulders left for me to bash. 
Well... must dash! Bye! 
Mmm. Oh, yes. 
Ah! 
Hello, Herbert. 
That's an awful lot of watermelons for a for a small warthog. 
Let me help you. 
Mmm, yeah. 
Er... Er... Oh. Oh! 
There -- all done. 
Herbert? 
He's gone without saying thank you. 
Ooh... 
Oh! 
Did Zed try to "help" you? 
Oh, let me guess -- Zed's helped all of you as well. 
Yes. 
There must be someone else in this savanna who'd like my help. 
Huh? 
Oh! 
Hello? 
Anybody there? 
Doesn't ANYONE need my help? 
This can't be true! 
Oh, dear -- my tummy. 
I've eaten too many watermelons. 
Maybe my helpful mood wasn't such a good thing after all. 
Helping other animals is always a good thing. 
But, to be really useful, you must stop and listen to your friends first. 
Oh. 
Huh? 
A talking tree? 
Oh! 
Georgina told the other animals how sad Zed was.' 
Oh! 
There's Toby. 
He looks a little bit lost. 
He must need my help! 
But, to be really useful, you must stop and listen to your friends first.' 
What's wrong, Toby? 
I've lost everybody else. 
I can help you find your friends! 
If you want me to, of course. 
Er... OK. But... 
Do you want another ride on the banana leaf? 
You know, Zed, 
I don't really like banana-leaf rides if they're too fast. 
Oh. 
I didn't know that. 
I've upset you, haven't I? 
And I've upset everyone else, too. 
I'm sorry. 
But I do like SLOW banana-leaf rides. 
Righty-o! 
Is that OK for you, Toby? 
It's perfect, Zed! 
I'm not scared now. 
Hey, look -- there's Toby. 
We've been looking for you everywhere! 
I got lost. 
But Zed's been really helpful and gave me a nice, SLOW banana-leaf ride. 
Well done, Zed. 
Thanks so much for bringing Toby back. 
Oh...
Hooray! 
Zed decided that, from now on,' he would be a good listener as well as a good helper. 
We still haven't found that story button. 
My toy can't REALLY tell stories. I was only joking! 
Your stories are the best. Good night, everyone! 
Night-night, Lucy! 
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
Hi, Lucy. 
Hello, everyone. 
What have you done today, young lady? 
I've been to my dance class. 
I learned a new dance. 
Oh, can you show us? 
I'd love to. 
But I can't do this dance on my own. 
We'll join in. 
Um... OK. 
You stand here, Tickles. And Giggles, you stand on this side. 
Just copy my moves. 
Not like that! You have to move elegantly. 
Like this. 
You're doing it all wrong. 
You weren't even trying. 
We were! 
No, you weren't. You were just being silly. Huh. 
Huh. 
How about we all listen to a story instead? 
Once a year, all the flamingos in Africa come together to celebrate the flamingo festival. 
Here they come, here they come! 
So many flamingos! 
Can you see them, Molly? 
Yes, Pauline. I can see them. 
They're starting to practise their dances now. 
Oh, I just love the flamingo festival. 
All those pretty birds dancing in the sky. 
Molly, I wonder who will be the flamingo queen this year. 
It's your friend. The pink one. 
Annabelle? 
No, the other pink one. 
Mirabelle? Isabelle? 
Isabelle, that's the one. 
Oh, how exciting. 
Let's go and find her. 
I saw Isabelle at the jungle clearing earlier. 
Why don't you come with me? 
I was just on my way to the jungle to pick some bananas. 
Every year, one flamingo was chosen to be the flamingo queen. 
And this year, it was Isabelle's turn. 
So, Isabelle had to make sure her dance moves were perfect.' 
Oh, Isabelle, that was amazing. 
I am so pleased you are the flamingo queen this year. 
Thanks, Pauline. 
It is quite a complicated dance. It takes a lot of practice. 
My wing is aching. 
I have a cramp in my leg. 
Well, I suppose we can take a little break. 
Let's go find some pretty flowers for our costumes. 
Yes. 
Yes. 
Oh! 
Well, I am going to pick those bananas now. Are you coming? 
What? No, no thanks, Molly. 
I don't really like bananas. 
I prefer fish myself. 
Oh, see you later, then. 
OK, bye. 
Oh! 
Oh! 
Isabelle, Annabelle and Mirabelle arrived at the Zanban River. 
There were lots of flowers to choose from.' 
Only pick the finest flowers, Annabelle. 
Our costumes must be perfecto. 
Meanwhile...' 
Silly me! 
I had realised I'd forgotten my fruit basket.' 
Oh! 
Pauline was dancing like Isabelle. Of course, she knew she could never dance like a real flamingo, but it was fun pretending.' 
Now remember, Annabelle, you must keep your neck nice and straight when you twirl. 
And Mirabelle, you must be careful not to... Oh! 
Oh, no! 
Oh! 
Are you all right, Isabelle? 
What happened? 
She tripped over a pebble. 
And hurt her wing. 
Oh, ouch! 
No, Isabelle. Don't flap your wing. 
You must keep it still. 
I can't fly! That means... 
I can't be flamingo queen! 
That means the flamingo festival dance will be... a catastrophe! 
Here. 
Annabelle, Mirabelle, just go and tell the others the festival is cancelled! 
Maybe someone else could take your place as flamingo queen. 
I don't think so. 
It is no use, Molly. 
We'll never find a replacement in time. 
It would have to be someone who's seen all my dance moves and practised them over and over again. 
Follow me, Isabelle. 
Huh? 
Oh! 
No, no, no, Pauline, not like that. 
Huh? 
You must keep your neck nice and straight, like this. 
And don't flap your wings so much. 
I know I cannot dance like a flamingo. 
Darling, you CAN dance like a flamingo. 
You just need a bit more practice to be flamingo queen. 
Flamingo queen? Me? 
Oh, I'm not sure I could do it. 
I'll be your teacher. Please? 
Oh, err... All right, then. 
Yippee! 
And so Isabelle the flamingo became Pauline's dance teacher. 
She showed Pauline how to twirl and spin and land elegantly, without a bump.' 
I think we are ready. 
Lots of animals gathered to watch the show at the flamingo festival.' 
I like this. 
That's a strange flamingo. 
That's not a flamingo at all! 
It looks like this year's flamingo queen is a pelican.
It's Pauline! 
And she looks fabulous. 
Well done, Pauline. You were a brilliant flamingo queen. 
Oh, thanks. 
It's only because I had a brilliant teacher. 
My friend, Isabelle. 
Three cheers for Pauline and Isabelle! 
And that was a wonderful story, Molly. 
Yep, one of the best. 
Lucy, will you do that dance for us now? 
Only if Giggles and Tickles promise not to be silly. 
Only if Lucy promises not to get cross! 
Promise! 
Hooray! 
Wonderful. 
Well done. 
Goodnight, Lucy. 
Goodnight, monkeys. 
Sleep tight. 
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
Hi, everyone. 
Hello, Lucy. 
Where are Giggles and Tickles? 
We're here, up in the tree. Our favourite place. 
Nelson, where's your favourite place? 
Um... oh, let me see... 
The water hole, because you can spray yourself with water to keep cool. 
I love the Zanban River best. 
And my favourite spot is on top of the Blue Mountain, where you get a lovely view of the Savannah. 
How about you, Boris? 
Ah, give me a grassy bank with sweet-smelling flowers. 
Good day, Lucy. 
Carrie! We were just talking about everyone's favourite places. 
That makes me think of Joey the kangaroo. 
Would you like to hear a story about Joey's favourite place? 
Yes, please! 
Is it down by the billabong or at the Great Red Rock? 
No. 
Joey's favourite place was by the Jimjameree Tree. 
It wasn't just Joey who liked the tree. So did his friend, Jimmy. 
And Phoebe the koala.' 
The Jimjameree Tree was great for all sorts of games.' 
And it was also the perfect place to relax on a hot summer's day.' 
It sure it hot today. There's not a cloud in the sky. 
Actually, Joey, there is. That looks like a rain cloud over there. 
Don't be silly, Phoebe. It's not even the rainy season. 
I've cooled down -- let's play another game. 
Hide and seek? 
Yeah. 
Phoebe's the seeker. 
Oh. 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. 
Oh! 
There are big rains coming. 
Coming soon. 
Hi, Mr Two-Trees, want to play hide and seek? 
No, Joey. 
There is a big rain coming. 
We all need to find shelter. 
It's OK, Mr Two-Trees -- that cloud's a long way off. 
And it's not the rainy season. 
It will be a very big storm. 
You must go home, now! 
Oh! 
Ah, it's not fair. 
No way is it going to rain! 
But Wally Two-Trees knew a big storm was coming.' 
Wally was right. 
I've never seen such a big storm. 
Ah! Our tree! 
Hit by the lightning! 
Oh, that's our tree, Mum. 
That's where we play. 
Don't worry, son. 
That old tree has been struck by lightning many times before. 
Really? 
Yeah, and it always managed to survive. It's a tough old tree. 
Next day, the storm had passed.' 
No worries, we'll make it better. 
The great old tree has been badly hit by lightning. 
This time, it may not come back to life. 
Don't be sad, though. 
Oh! 
Joey didn't give up easily.' 
No! We'll save our tree. 
We have to! 
Hooray! 
Yeah! 
Joey and his friends got to work.' 
Let's sing it a get-better song. 
It's getting hot. 
The tree doesn't have any leaves to protect it from the sun. 
I know! Let's make a sunshade for it. 
Well done, guys. 
I still can't see any new shoots growing. 
Maybe tomorrow? 
Oh! 
Mr Two-Trees was right. This time, the old tree has gone. 
No. We can't just give up. 
Mr Two-Trees, we need your help. 
Mmm? 
We're trying to make the tree better but nothing seems to work. 
I did try to tell you, Joey. 
Perhaps there is a way. 
Will it work? 
It has to work! 
There will be a tree once more. 
Hooray! 
Nothing happened. 
It looks just the same. 
I guess we'll just have to look for somewhere new to play tomorrow. 
Come on, Joey. What are you waiting for? 
I might just stick around for a little while longer. 
Joey wasn't ready to give up on the Jimjameree Tree just yet.' 
Mr Two-Trees did a special dance for you. 
Everything will work out OK. You'll see. 
It was quiet and peaceful, and Joey soon fell asleep.' 
Joey! 
Wake up, mate! 
Huh? 
We're down here. 
What happened? 
It's a new tree. 
Look, there's lots more -- a whole forest of Jimjameree Trees! 
This is just bonza! Yay! 
Oh, thank you for helping us, Mr Two-Trees. 
One day, some of these new shoots will grow as big as that great old tree you loved so much. 
Who's for a game of hide and seek? 
Me! 
Me! 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... 
Thank you for my story, Carrie. 
I'm glad Joey will have a new tree to play in. 
No worries. 
So, now we've heard about everyone else's favourite places, Lucy, but where's yours? 
That's too easy -- right here, of course! 
In the zoo with all of you. 
I know another lovely place. It's... 
Bed! 
Goodnight, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy. Sleep tight. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Hi, everyone! 
Hello, Lucy. How are you? 
I'm fine. I've just been on an amazing school trip. 
Cool! Where did you go? 
Um, I don't really know. The driver of the bus got lost. 
Oh, no! 
But it was great fun. 
It was? 
Yes, we got stuck in a traffic jam, so we had a competition counting red cars and blue cars. 
I counted 64 red ones. 
Well done. 
This reminds me of that time when Alfie and Charlie went canoeing down the river. 
Oh, Boris, tell us the story! 
Well, it all started one morning in autumn when Alfie and Charlie were relaxing on their boulder overlooking the river. 
Smashing day, Charlie. 
Aye, Alfie, a great day to go exploring. 
See that river bend? I've never been round there before. 
No, me neither. So why don't we go there? 
Aye! 
Erm, but how? 
Ahem, ahem, ahem! 
Sorry, boys, but I couldn't help overhearing about your little problem. 
I could teach you to canoe. That's the best way to see the river. 
Whoa! Magic, man! 
But first we've got to get ourselves a canoe. 
Luckily, Randolph knew just the person for the job. 
Sure, I can cut down a tree for you, Randolph. 
Now, which one would you like? 
This one? 
How about that one? 
No, no, no, no. 
That's the one. Just perfect. 
But why so small? 
Erm, it ain't for me. It's for the chipmunks here. 
OK, then. 
Timber! 
Those boys have got a lot to learn. 
Stand back now, boys. 
In no time at all, the canoe was ready. 
I need to go and check on a few of my dams, but have a good trip! 
We will! 
Hey, man, this is a smashing little canoe. 
Oh, aye, it's champion. 
Keeping safe on the river is real important. 
Put these pine cone vests on in case you fall in the water. 
Hey, Randolph, will we be able to go all the way to the sea? 
I don't reckon so, boys. 
Not unless you want to go over Big Drop Falls. 
Oh, what's that? 
It's an enormous waterfall. We'll need to watch out for it. 
We? 
Oh, yeah. You boys are way too little to be out on that river alone. I'm coming with you. 
Oh, that's great, Randolph, ta. 
We need some paddles first. You can't go canoeing without paddles. 
Here you go, boys. 
No! Come back! Come back! 
Come back! 
Randolph? 
What happened? Where are the boys? 
They're out there, Beverley. 
There was some kind of accident and they drifted away. 
We have to rescue them. 
They're way too little to be out on such a big river all alone. 
And with no paddle. 
I'm going to make us a rescue canoe. 
No time for that. This log will do. 
Don't look so worried, Bev. 
What I don't know about rivers ain't worth knowing! Whoaaaa! 
You forgot your paddle! 
Poor Randolph was now stuck on the river without a paddle. 
Beverley knew she had to act quickly. 
My, this river is flowing pretty quick today. 
Those poor chipmunks must be scared out of their wits. 
Isn't this just champion? I love the scenery along here. 
Look! It's Barbara. 
Hello, Barbara. 
It's amazing how fast you can travel without paddles. 
I wonder where that waterfall is Randolph was talking about. 
Oh, still miles away, I reckon. 
Meanwhile...' 
Steady there, Randolph. 
Hold on tight, everybody. 
Rescue on the way. 
Hey, wouldn't it be fun to go over the edge of that waterfall. 
Aye, but what if we get wet? 
Oh, you're right. 
Time to go back on dry land, Charlie. Ready? 
Ready. 
Hah! 
Hey, here comes Randolph. 
Now boys, I ain't floating here. You have to help me. 
But Alfie and Charlie couldn't hear Randolph. 
Ha, he must have fancied a swim. 
Boys, have you seen Randolph? 
He went that way! 
Do you think he's decided to visit the sea after all? 
Aye, he's managed to get past the big waterfall with no bother at all. 
But this isn't the big waterfall. 
This is Teeny-Weeny Falls. 
Big Drop Falls is round that bend in the river. 
We need to rescue Randolph quickly. 
But how will we catch up with him in time? 
Then Alfie had an idea. 
Beverley and the chipmunks had built a hang-glider. 
Randolph was getting closer and closer to Big Drop Falls. 
No... Oh, no... 
Randolph! 
Get ready to grab on! 
Thanks, guys. Hey, look. 
See all that silver sparkling in the distance? 
That's the sea! 
Wow! 
Fantastic! 
Hey, we have to do this again sometime! 
Aye! 
Oh! 
Oh, thanks, Boris. 
That was a great story. And a great journey. 
You're welcome. 
There's a very short journey you need to make now, Lucy! 
Yawn! I think I know. Bed! 
Goodnight, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy. 
Hello. I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look. 
Hi, everyone. 
Hello, Lucy. 
Guess what. 
What? What? 
I'm going on a school trip tomorrow. 
Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun, Lucy. 
Yes! Except... 
Except what? 
Except for the rules. Our teacher has given us all these boring rules. 
We have to walk in pairs and hold hands and not forget our packed lunchboxes. 
And listen to the teacher at all times. 
Oh. 
Oh. 
Oh. 
I see. 
I mean, how can a school trip be fun with all those boring rules? 
Squawk! 
Hi, Gunner. Nice to see you. 
Hello there, Lucy. 
Have you come with a story? 
Squawk. 
Yes, actually I have. 
Is it a story of a school trip? 
Close, Nelson, but not quite. This is the story of a whale trip. 
It was a sunny morning on Mossy Bay Island. 
Hercule Moustache and Thelma the whale were on the beach, waiting. 
Hmm, where are those puffins? Why are they always late? 
I'm sure they'll be here soon, Hercule. 
Good morning, Mr Moustache. Good morning, Thelma. 
You were late again. Hmm! Well, at least you are here now. 
Hello. 
Hmm. 
Ahem. No chatting when the walrus is talking. 
No giggling. 
And no bouncing! 
Hmm! 
Hmm. Today, we are going on a whale trip. 
And you need to follow carefully the rules. 
Also, it is very important that we do not lose anyone, so I will count you, little puffins. 
One puffin. Two puffin. 
Three puffin. Four puffin. 
Hmm. 
Ahem. Look over there, little puffins. 
An interesting wave. 
Another interesting wave. And look, this is fantastic! 
Another one! 
What's that, Mr Moustache? 
Aha! That is Mussel Island. 
Let's have a closer look. 
No, no. I will not allow anyone shaving off my magnifique moustache. 
Come on, little puffins. It is time to go. 
One puffin. 
Two puffin. 
Three puffin. Four puffin. 
Sail away, Thelma! 
Now, we dive under the sea. 
The puffins were amazed to see all the wonderful creatures at the bottom of the sea.' 
Ah, no! Ah! 
One puffin. Two puffin. 
Three puffin. Four puffin. 
This is an iceberg. It is a very big lump of ice and snow. 
We need to be careful. No running. 
Hmm. 
The puffins were very excited. They'd never seen ice before.' 
But it was getting late.' 
Time to go home, little puffins. 
Aw! 
One puffin. 
Two puffin. 
Three puffin. 
Wait! 
Can I take this snowball as a souvenir, Monsieur Moustache? 
Please! 
OK. Now, where was I? 
You were counting puffins. 
I was number three. 
Ah, oui. Then you, little puffin, must be number four. 
Sail away, back to Mossy Bay. 
But Hercule didn't realise he had left a puffin behind.' 
Oh, it's melting. 
Well, of course it is melting. It is made of snow. 
Never mind, Jamie. Why don't we sing that sea shanty again? 
Your turn, Lewis. 
Lewis? 
Oh, no! How is this possible? 
Hercule realised they had left a puffin behind on the iceberg.' 
Quelle catastrophe! Turn around, Thelma! Quickly! 
All right. 
Hold on tight. 
Oh, no! All the icebergs, they look the same. 
How will we find the little lost puffin? 
It's that one! Over there! 
Lewis! 
Huh? 
Hey! Do you like my snow sculpture? 
It's great. 
Super. 
Cool! 
Ahem. Hmm. 
Your sculpture, it is, ahem, magnifique. 
And I am so happy to see you! 
And then it really was time to sail home. 
It had been a wonderful whale trip.' 
You know, the rules are there for a reason -- to make sure no-one gets upset or hurt. 
Or left behind on an iceberg. 
But, Lucy, you haven't told us yet where you're going on your school trip. 
Oh. You'll never guess. We're visiting... the zoo! 
Sounds like you have a busy day ahead. 
Good night, everyone. 
Sweet dreams. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Hello, everyone! What ARE you doing? 
Oh, hello, Lucy! 
We're learning some new exercises from our guest. 
This is Cassandra, Lucy. 
Hello, I'm Lucy. 
Oh. 
Ah, ommm... A great pleasure to meet you, Lucy. 
I've never seen anyone say hello like THAT before! 
Not everyone says hello in the same way, you know! 
And sometimes that comes as a bit of a shock! 
It certainly did from my friend Horace the Hare. 
Sounds like a story! 
Tell us, Cassandra. 
As you wish. 
Far away in the East, in the So High Mountains, the sun was shining, and Bowbow the panda had set off on his morning walk. 
Bowbow was very friendly and always greeted everyone in traditional panda style, with a nice big hug. 
Bowbow say hello to Gertie the Goat. 
Ahhhh. Cosy. 
Everyone loved Bowbow, and we all looked forward to his morning hugs. 
He was a very popular panda. 
Morning, Bowbow! 
Bowbow give huggy to Cassandra the Crane. 
But there was one creature Bowbow had not yet got to know properly.' 
Horace the Hare. Horace always seemed too busy to say hello to Bowbow. 
Oh, yes, such delicate flowers! 
Just the thing for my lunch table. 
Bowbow give Horace the Hare traditional panda greeting. 
Where he go? 
So sorry, Bowbow. Can't stop. 
Some other time perhaps. Terrible hurry. Bye! 
Aw, Horace. Too busy for Bowbow hug. 
But the truth was, Horace was NOT too busy -- he was nervous. 
Horace had never been hugged before. 
What if Bowbow's paws crush me? I'd better stay out of his way. 
But he was a very friendly panda, and wanted everyone to enjoy his hugs. 
So he decided to keep a special lookout for Horace. 
Horace could not hide for ever. And one day Bowbow got lucky. 
Oh! Lovely! 
Greetings, Horace. 
Ouchy! 
Horace hurt? 
Horace need nice, big, soft Bowbow huggy. 
What? No! I'm fine, really, Bowbow, it was nothing. 
Huggy make it all better for Horace. 
No! 
Horace no want huggy? 
Indeed. Horace no want huggy. 
No huggy? 
No huggy. Pandas like hugs. No offence, but hares don't like hugs. 
Hare no like hug? 
Maybe goat no like hug... 
Maybe crane no like hug! 
No-one like Bowbow hug. 
Bowbow hug only... Bowbow. 
So the next day, Bowbow did things differently. 
Goodie! Time for my favourite bit of the day! 
Morning, Bowbow! 
Greetings, Gertie. 
Hey, Bowbow, over here! 
You forgot my hug. 
Ah, here comes my hug! Good morning, Bowbow. 
Greetings, Cassandra. 
Hug time, Bowbow! 
Bowbow? 
Did I say something wrong? 
Did you see that, Gertie? 
Yeah, he did the same thing to me. 
No big, cosy hug. 
Bowbow SAY greetings. 
Ah, yes, good morning, Bowbow. 
Marvellous, marvellous.
Did you see that? 
Why the long faces? 
It's Bowbow -- he's stopped hugging. 
Yes, isn't that great? 
It isn't? 
No. 
We love Bowbow's hugs. 
You LIKE being hugged? What's there to like?! 
You get this warm, fuzzy feeling inside. 
And it's so cosy. 
His hugs are the best bit of my day. Whatever could have made him stop? 
Oh, dear. 
Horace realised that he had a lot to learn about hugs.' 
So he decided to go and see the wise old carp who lived in Mirror Lake. 
Greetings. Who come seeking advice from Confusus the Wise? 
It's me, Horace. I've got a problem. 
There's no problem without answer from Confusus. Explain. 
It's like this. I've upset Bowbow because I don't want to be hugged, but now he won't hug anyone and everyone's fed up. What shall I do? 
Confusus say if Horace the Hare no want Bowbow's gift of hug, then he should return it. 
Oh, great. Very helpful. 
Thank you, Confusus. 
Horace had no idea what he meant. 
But he was determined to make things right for the other animals. 
Greetings. 
I'm sorry I told you to stop hugging, Bowbow. 
Bowbow sorry too. Bowbow no want to scare Horace. 
Bowbow no want scare no-one. 
Well, the thing is, I've never actually had a hug before. 
I don't know what hugs are like. 
Bowbow think hug... nice. 
Please don't cry, I can't bear it. 
There must be something I can do to cheer you up. 
If you don't want gift of hug, you should return it. 
There there, Bowbow. 
Oooh! Soft and warm! 
Oh, I'm hugging! Hugging feels good! 
Huggy...? 
Horace make hug for Bowbow...? 
Oh! Oh! Ahhh. 
Is this a private hug or can anyone join in? 
Bowbow give traditional panda greeting to everyone. 
Horace had finally found that warm fuzzy feeling,' and learned that hugs from friends are nice to give and to receive. 
I LOVE hugs. 
Especially just before bedtime, eh, Lucy? 
Thanks, Cassandra. 
Good night, Lucy. 
Night-night, everyone. 
Night-night, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Bedtime, Lucy! 
OK, Mum! 
Hi, Lucy. 
Hi there. 
Oh, what's that? 
It's a football. 
No, Molly, I think you're mistaken. This is a basketball. 
Oh, ho, ho! No, it's a circus ball. 
No, no, no. I think you'll find what we have here is a golf ball. 
Well, an elephant-sized one. 
Ha ha! There's so many games you can play with just one ball. 
That's right, Lucy. 
Oh, hello, Wally. 
But I think I know a game you've never heard of. 
That sounds like a story. 
Yes. Let me tell you the story of the boomerangball game. 
Joey the kangaroo and his friends loved playing boomerangball, and their mums loved watching them play.' 
Ready, Joey? 
Great shot. 
You're right there, Janet. 
But just you watch, my Jimmy is getting into his stride now. 
That's the way, son! 
Joey never misses two shots in a row. He's such a little star. 
So is my Jimmy. 
I don't think he was ready. There's no need to laugh, Julie -- we all know my Joey's the best player out there. 
I don't know which game you've been watching, but my Jimmy is a much better player than Joey. 
Well played, Jimmy. Bonzer game. 
You played great, too. Want to play again tomorrow? 
Too right I do. 
Mum, can we play again tomorrow, please? 
I'm sorry, I don't think there'll be any more games for a while. 
But... 
No buts -- home time. 
There were no more games of boomerangball all week.' 
It isn't fair, Carrie -- 
Mum won't let me play with Jimmy and the others. 
So, why don't you go there on your own? 
It's too far away. And it would be no fun playing on my own. 
Oh! I wish there was a way to let Jimmy know 
I'm missing our games together. 
No problem -- I can tell him. 
Sigh! 
G'day, Jimmy. 
No, it's not a good day, Carrie. 
I've brought you a message from Joey. 
Really? 
Yes. 
He says he wishes you could play boomerangball together again. 
Oh, me too. 
You two need to get your mums talking to each other again. 
I have an idea. 
If you take these flowers to Joey's mum, 
I'll write a note pretending they're from my mum. 
Good plan, Jimmy. 
It was hot and windy as Carrie flew back to Joey's home.' 
Splutter! 
What's this? Some scruffy old weeds and a note. 
"To Janet, from your good friend, Julie." 
What have you got there, Mum? 
A bunch of floppy weeds from your friend's mum. 
Oh, no. Jimmy sent those flowers to try and get your mums talking to each other again. 
Hmm, it didn't work. We need to try again. 
This painting will make a bonzer gift for Jimmy's mum. 
Carrie flew straight back to Jimmy's home. 
She hoped this plan would work better than the last one.' 
"From your good friend, Janet." 
What a horrible mess. 
Hi, Mum. What have you got there? 
A messy painting from your friend's mum. 
Oh! 
Nothing we do is working, Carrie. 
I don't think our mums'll ever be friends again. 
Wait up, Jimmy -- I reckon I've got an idea. 
Ah! 
Mum, can I have a snack, please? A nice yum-tum leaf sarnie? 
Sure, son. 
I think we can manage that. 
Oh, it looks like we're out of yum-tum leaves. 
Would you like something else instead? 
No. 
OK, well, I guess I can hop out and pick some fresh. 
These will do nicely. 
Jimmy's mum had just started picking yum-tum leaves when she heard a familiar voice.' 
Yes, young Jimmy is a lovely young kangaroo. 
Joey's mum, talking about my Jimmy? 
But it wasn't Joey's mum -- it was Carrie pretending to be Joey's mum.' 
And he's so good at boomerangball. 
It's really nice of Janet to say that. I do miss chatting to her. 
Oh, that Joey is such a fussy eater -- insisting on boo-roo berries for his lunch when we don't have any. 
Oh, no, the best boomerangball player by far is Joey. 
Joey's mum heard a familiar voice, too. 
It was Carrie pretending to be Jimmy's mum.' 
He and my Jimmy used to have so much fun playing together. 
They did have good times together, and I miss chatting to Julie. 
Oh. 
As the day came to a close, 
Joey's mum was still thinking about what she'd overheard.' 
Goodnight, sweetie. 
I just need to hop out for a while, but I'll be right back. 
The next day, Joey woke up early.' 
Yawn! 
Morning, Mum, what are you doing? 
I'm packing a picnic. 
Bonzer! Where are we going? 
To the boomerang ball ground. 
Yeah! Ha ha! 
Oh, will Jimmy be coming, too? 
He sure will. 
Julie and I have had a little chat and decided it was high time we made up. 
Fab. Wahey! 
Your Jimmy is in great form today, Julie. 
So is your Joey, Janet. 
The two mums agreed it was such a joy to see' their youngsters play boomerangball, they wouldn't miss it for the world. 
Thanks for the story, Wally. 
Oh, it was my pleasure. 
I'm going to teach all my friends at school to play boomerangball. 
But right now, it's time for bed. 
Goodnight, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Hello, everyone. 
Oh! What are all these for, Lucy? 
Presents. 
Mum said my room was really messy, so I've been having a clear out. 
You can have anything you like. 
Thanks, Lucy. 
Oh, I've always wanted one of these. 
Does it suit me? 
Mm! 
Oh, did I really put THAT in there? 
Is something the matter, Lucy? 
It's just that I used to wear that bracelet all the time. 
Hmm... 
I say! 
Do you remember the time when Herbert the warthog had a clear-out? 
The rainy season in Africa was coming to an end and all the animals came out to do their end-of-rainy-season cleaning. 
There. That's the river bed all cleaned, Doris. 
Well done, Kevin. 
How are you getting on, Toby? 
That's it, I think. 
I'll just sweep this over to the junk collection point for Patsy. 
Oh! 
Oh! 
Everyone was busy clearing up. 
Everyone, that is, except for Herbert the warthog. 
Herbert could never bring himself to throw anything away. 
Oh, yummy! 
Oh, bound to come in handy one day. 
Hello? Herbert? 
Here I am, Alan. 
Not doing any end-of-rainy-season cleaning this year, Herbert? 
Why would I need to do cleaning? I like my burrow the way it is. 
Oh, Zed asked me to remind you, it's the end-of-rainy-season concert tonight and we're making the music. 
Oh, hooray! I can't wait to get going on my musical rocks again! 
See you later at the volcano, then. 
Better have a quick practice. Now, where did I put those musical rocks? 
No. Oh, they must be in here somewhere. 
But, with Herbert's burrow so full of junk, it wasn't easy finding anything. 
Everywhere's looking so clean and tidy... Oh! 
Hey, who's throwing rubbish? 
Oh, hi there, Doris. Fancy helping me look for my musical rocks? 
Oh. 
I seem to have mislaid them. 
What a mess. 
No wonder you can't find anything! 
If you did a proper end-of-rainy-season clean, like everyone else, you'd be able to find things. 
I've never done an end-of-rainy-season clean before. 
I'll help you, if you like. 
Thanks, Doris. 
If I were you, I'd throw the whole lot out and start again. 
I've got important things in here. 
In that case, why don't you make two piles? 
A "to keep" pile and a "throw away" pile. 
With Doris' help, 
Herbert's home was soon tidier than it had been in years. 
And then... 
My musical rocks! 
Oh! Oh! Quack! Quack! 
Looks like you're nearly done. 
I'll go and tell Patsy to drop by and collect the "throw away" pile. 
But, no sooner had Doris left, that Herbert began to wonder if he'd done the right thing, throwing so much stuff away. 
Oh, look. There's a bit of melon left on that. 
I really ought to keep that one. 
And that one. 
Why did Doris put that there? It's my favourite. 
There, that's better. Just time for a quick mud bath before the concert. 
Thank you, Doris. 
Nice bit of end-of-rainy-season cleaning you've done there. 
This is nothing. You should see what Herbert's throwing away this year. 
Herbert? He never does any end-of-rainy-season cleaning. 
Well, this year there's a huge pile of stuff outside his burrow for you to take. 
Oh! Marvellous. 
Oh! 
Aha! Here we are. 
One big old pile of rubbish. 
But poor Herbert was in for a bit of a shock. 
Where's everything gone? 
Of course. I left it all outside. 
Oh! Oh! Oh! 
It was all in a big pile, right here! 
Don't worry, Herbert. 
Patsy's taken it all away. 
All of it? 
What about my "to keep" pile? 
You're standing by it, Herbert. 
Patsy took the wrong pile. 
What exactly does Patsy do with the rubbish she collects? 
She takes it to Ronald the Rhino to be crushed, of course. 
Crushed? 
Oh, no. My musical rocks! 
Ready for the concert, Herbert? 
Not yet, no. I'll meet you at the volcano. 
That's great, Ronald. 
Anything for recycling, Tic Tic? 
Yes. This pretty flower. 
Ready, Ronald? 
Ready. 
Let's do this one next, Ronald. 
Oh, I hope I'm not too late. 
Oh! 
No! 
Oh, no. They're crushed. 
Was there something in here you wanted? 
I think some of these watermelon skins are OK. 
I don't mind about the watermelon skins. 
But my musical rocks. 
Your musical rocks? 
Herbert, why did you put them in with all that rubbish? 
I didn't. At least, I didn't mean to. 
I'll never get new ones in time for the concert. 
Suddenly, Herbert understood that most of his junk didn't matter much to him at all. 
My rocks! 
Tic Tic has recycled them. 
Thank you, so much. Thanks, Tic Tic. 
With a one, a two, a one, two, three, four! 
It was an end-of-the-rainy-season concert everyone would remember for a very long time. 
Especially Herbert the warthog. 
It's true, Nelson. You can't keep everything. 
But some things are too precious to give away. 
You keep the bracelet, Lucy. 
Oh, thanks, Georgina. 
Can I give you one of these instead? 
Yes, a hug. 
Night, everyone! 
Sweet dreams, Lucy! 
Hello. I'm Lucy. 
I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
Bedtime, Lucy! 
OK, Mum! 
Hello, everyone! 
Hello, Lucy! 
There! 
What? 
Too late! 
We'll have to wait now. 
What's going on, Lucy? 
Dad said tonight would be a good night for shooting stars so I'm not going to sleep. 
Why is that? 
Don't you know? 
When you see a shooting star, you make a wish. 
And I've got lots of wishes to make. 
So I need to stay up all night long. 
Well, that reminds me of a story of a certain two monkeys who also wanted to stay up all night long. 
It was late evening in the jungle. 
We were all busy preparing for the next day. 
Giggles and Tickles' birthday 
We're going to have so much fun tomorrow. 
And eat so much food! 
Perfect. I can't wait for tomorrow. 
That's beautiful, Georgina. 
Oh! 
Ow, wow! Look! 
All for our birthday! 
Hey, Nelson, can we start the party now? 
Not yet. Your birthday isn't until tomorrow. 
We can't start before the sun rises again. 
Oh! But the sun isn't going to rise for ages. 
I'm off to bed. 
Good night! 
Hey! 
Wait! 
Oh! I wish the party could start right now. 
Hey, Herbert, play louder! 
OK. 
It's way too early But they've all gone 
They've gone to bed That's not much fun 
No sleep for us 
We'll stay awake 
We'll wait and wait 
Until daybreak 
And at sunrise 
Eat our cake! 
Oh, yeah! 
Yeah! 
Bravo! 
That's really good. 
But we're off to bed now. I'm really tired. 
See you tomorrow. 
Excuse me. 
Could you keep the noise down, please? 
Oh, sorry, Molly. 
I suppose it is getting late. Time for bed. 
Bye! 
But Giggles and Tickles were not tired at all.' 
WE'RE not going to sleep, are we, Giggles? 
No way! We're going to stay up until the sun rises. 
I don't want to miss a single moment of our birthday. 
But... what are we going to do all night? 
Don't worry. We've got lots to entertain us for days. 
And nights! 
Oh. 
Ooh! 
Hey, Toby! 
You want to stay up with us? 
It's night-time. 
So I'm sleepy. See you tomorrow. 
Come on. 
Giggles and Tickles went to look for someone else to play with.' 
Whee! 
Oh! 
Ow! 
Oh, look, we did it! The sun will rise any moment now! 
Yes! It's easy to stay awake all night. 
Hey! You're going to sleep, Tickles! 
No way! 
Us animals had had a good night's sleep.' 
Oh, what a glorious day! 
Hey! Look who's here! 
Hey, Giggles and Tickles! 
Oh! 
Happy birthday! 
Huh? 
I don't believe it! 
We missed the sunrise! 
Come on, Giggles, Tickles. Show everybody what you did last night. 
Go, go-go go-go go-go go to sleep. 
We want to go go-go to sleep. 
Go, go-go go-go go-go, g-g-g-g-go to sleep! 
So funny! Right, it's cake time now. 
Make a wish when you blow out the candles. 
Oh, dear. 
You're not ill, are you? 
Huh? 
No, no. 
I think they need some sleep. 
I've got an idea. 
Hello! It's the moment you've all been waiting for. 
Your present! 
Wow! 
Um... What is it? 
Wait. I'll show you. 
Nice and cosy. 
Yes. Very comfortable. 
"Rock-a-bye Baby" 
Giggles and Tickles loved their birthday present.' 
So, you didn't get to play, then? 
We did... but not until much later that day. 
After we'd had a... long sleep. 
I've been invited to a birthday party tomorrow. 
I don't want to miss any of it. 
Ah, in that case... 
I know. 
Just one more shooting star... then I'll go to bed. 
Ooh! 
Don't forget to make a wish. 
Good night, everyone. 
Night-night, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Weeh! 
Yeah! I did it! 
Did what, Lucy? 
I broke a record for the quickest time sliding down from my bedroom to the zoo. 
Ah! I thought you seemed in rather a hurry tonight. 
I wonder what the record is for the most upside down swings from a tree. 
One, two, three, four... 
Sorry, Gunner. 
Giggles, Tickles, that's enough upside-down swinging for now. 
We were only trying to break the record. 
If you're into record-breaking, I have a story that may interest you. 
Yes, please, Gunner. 
Tell us! 
It all began one morning in Mossy Bay. 
Puffins were about to play a game of football. 
The teams won't be even. We'll wait for Lewis. 
Where is Lewis? 
He's probably slept in again. 
Here he comes now. 
Sorry I'm late. 
Take the shortcut. 
Uh? 
Down the bank. 
Geronimo! Whay! 
Ooh! Ooh! 
Congratulations, you did it! 
Uh? I just slid down a bank. 
But you slid down in 7.2 seconds. 
That's a world record. 
You broke the record for the fastest slide down a mossy bank. 
Well done! 
Amazing! 
Nice one, bro! 
I've never broken a record before. 
Maybe instead of playing footy, we could try to break another record. 
Meanwhile, further along the beach, 
Hercule Moustache was beachcombing. 
Oui, this will be perfect. 
It will become part of my new creation, the sculpture that will reflect the beauty of Mossy Bay. 
Parfait! 
This says to me, "Silence." 
Huh? What are those crazy puffins up to now? 
If you want to break the record for the longest seaweed chain, we have to get organised. 
You can do it. You're almost there! 
Uh? What are you doing? 
That's it! 50 lengths of seaweed! You've broken the record! 
Zut alors! 
How am I supposed to create the great art with all these distractions? 
Sorry, we got a bit carried away. 
But don't worry. We're off to break a different record now. 
We won't bother you again. 
Tres bien. 
Perhaps I could use this seaweed in my sculpture. 
Meanwhile, the puffins had started on the next record -- the most puffins doing a headstand on an iceberg. 
Come on, Lewis. One more to break the record. 
Actually, you should forget the record. 
Your iceberg is melting. 
No way! We're going to break this record. 
Come on, Lewis. We can't stand on our heads much longer. 
Come on, Lewis! 
Why are they all standing on their heads? 
Oh, no! 
Four puffins doing a headstand on an iceberg. 
You've got the record! 
Now save yourselves! 
Too late! 
Ohhhh! 
Are you youngsters all right up there? 
Fine, thanks, Thelma. 
We just broke a record. 
If you want to break any more records, please go far away. 
I can take no more distractions! 
The puffins headed to the other side of the island. 
What record can we break that won't upset Monsieur Moustache? 
How about digging the longest tunnel made by puffins? 
Nice one! It'll be beneath the ground so Monsieur Moustache won't even see it! 
What I've been trying to create, in the three dimension, is an impression of life in Mossy Bay. 
Fascinating!
If you'll excuse me, I have things I have to do. 
Tres bien. I also must return to my art. 
Meanwhile, the puffins' tunnel was progressing well. 
There's one thing that worries me, Gunner. 
Er, I can't see where I'm going. 
Not important. Just a little further and the record is yours. 
Hmm. Not bad. 
We are almost there, I think. 
Huh? What is this sound from beneath the ground? 
Made it! 
Did we break the record? 
I do not know about breaking any record but you have broken my beautiful sculpture! 
Oh, no! I must have taken a wrong turning! 
For the last time! You must leave me in peace or how can I create, s'il vous plait?! 
No more record-breaking! 
Sorry, Monsieur Moustache. 
That's too bad. 
You only had to break one more record to become the puffins who've broken the most records. 
Oh! 
No way! That's one record we HAVE to break! 
It'll be OK. We'll make sure we're miles away from Monsieur Moustache. 
OK. Let's try the most puffins ever carried by one seagull. 
Me first, Gunner. 
Ooh! How exciting! 
Eh voila! I shall call it Mossy Bassy. 
Except there is something missing. 
A certain je ne sais quoi. 
What is it? 
One more puffin to break the record. 
Yeah, we did it! Four puffins carried by a seagull. 
We've broke the record! 
Gunner, can you take us on a quick tour of Mossy Bay? 
OK! 
Ah! Ah! Ah! 
Hmm. 
Ahhhh! 
Oh, no! I must hurry! 
Whoahhhh! 
Ahhh! 
Ahhh! 
A puffin on top is just what my sculpture needed! 
Finally, it is finished. 
Well done, Hercule. 
You like my Mossy Bay scene? 
Oh, yah, for sure. 
But did you know you have broken a record, too? 
Can it really be? 
Yes! The record for the tallest sculpture featuring a puffin. 
Magnifique! I have never broken a record before. 
I thank you all! 
Thanks for my story, Gunner. 
I'm glad even Hercule broke a record in the end. 
I wonder what Lucy's record is for falling asleep. 
Whatever it is, I'm going to try and beat it. 
Good night, Lucy! 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Whee! 
Hello, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy. 
Georgina, can you help me, please? 
There's a big box in my bedroom. It's too heavy for me to carry. 
I'll fetch it for you! 
What's in the box, Lucy? 
You'll see. 
Stand back! 
Oh! 
Ooh! 
Oh, Lucy. It's lovely. 
They're decorations for the Christmas tree. 
Ah! 
Every year, Mum and Dad and me decorate the tree together. 
It's a family tradition. 
Oh, I love traditions! 
Doing the same thing at the same time every year. 
Oh, yes! Me, too! 
And Christmas traditions are the best ones. 
I have a special Christmas tradition, too. 
You do? 
That sounds like a story. 
Every year on Christmas morning, we would slide down a snowy hill. 
We called it the Merry Jinglewhizz. 
It was Christmas Eve in the forest and all the animals were busy.' 
How much longer do I have to hold onto this log, Beverley? 
Patience, Boris. This is going to be the best Jinglewhizzing toboggan ever! 
Uh, look, Charlie. 
Perfect, Alfie. 
Yippity-yippity. Yippity-yippity-yippity! 
Yippity-yippity... 
Ow! Careful! 
Tickle Barbara? 
Sorry, we're busy now. 
We've got to practise for the Jinglewhizz. 
Whee! 
Whee! 
Tickle? 
Can't you see I'm busy, Barbara? 
I'll play with youuuuu! 
Hi, there! 
Tickle, tickle? 
Ha! 
Ha, ain't no time for tickling games, Barbara. 
So, are you folks ready for the mayor of Jinglewhizz? 
Yes! 
Um... 
Sort of. There's just one problem. 
What's that, Melanie? 
There isn't any, uh... snow. 
Melanie was right. 
There was no snow at all on the Jinglewhizz hill.' 
That's strange. There's usually snow for Christmas. 
No snow means... 
No Jinglewhizz! 
What are we going to do? 
Don't worry, folks. It ain't Christmas Day yet. 
I'm sure snow will fall tonight. 
Phew! 
So, we went to sleep, dreaming of sleigh rides and jingle bells.' 
But no snow fell that night.' 
Still no snow? 
What are we going to do now, Randolph? 
Well... 
Tickle tickle? 
Barbara! 
Sorry. 
Look at those greys. Maybe if we wait just a little bit longer, it WILL start snowing! 
So we waited... and waited... and waited a bit more, but still it did not snow.' 
I reckon it's not cold enough for snow. 
Let's trick those clouds! 
Brrr! 
Brrr! 
We pretended it was freezing cold.' 
Brrr! 
Brr! 
Brr! Barbara cold. 
Brr! 
But still, it did not snow.' 
Aww! 
We have an idea! 
Oh! 
Oh, no! 
Any more ideas? 
Um... 
No. 
Looks like we're going to have to skip the Jinglewhizz this year. 
Such a pity. 
Tickle tickle tickle? 
That's it! What a brilliant idea. 
Huh? 
Let's tickle the clouds to make them snow. 
Tickle tickle tickle! 
Well, I reckon it's worth a try. 
Tickle cloud? 
I don't think this is going to work. 
Oh. 
Snow! 
Barbara's plan had worked.' 
Yay! 
It was finally time for the Merry Jinglewhizz.' 
Whee! 
Ho ho! That was great fun. 
Oh, no! 
We've forgotten Barbara. 
And she doesn't have a sleigh. 
Barbara not need sleigh for Merry Winglewhizz. 
Ooh! 
Merry Jinglewhizz Day, folks! 
Down. Yeah! 
Yay! 
That Christmas Day, we did the Merry Jinglewhizz not once, not twice, but over and over again!' 
Oh, Boris, that was a great story. 
Oh, yes! 
Thanks. 
I can't wait to decorate our Christmas tree tomorrow. 
I wish we had some decorations for OUR tree. 
Yes, it looks so bare. 
Ah! You're lucky because I made you... this! 
Thanks, Lucy! 
Ooh! 
That's wonderful. But now it's time for bed. 
Good night, everyone! 
Sleep tight, Lucy. 
And happy Christmas! 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Whee! 
Hi, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy. 
What have you got in there? 
It smells yummy. 
Oh, it's just some muffins I made. 
I never knew you could cook, Lucy. 
My mum helps me. 
It's really good fun. 
Delicious! 
I think cooking food is just as much fun as eating it. 
Can I have a muffin, too, please, Lucy? 
Of course you can. Sorry, Cassandra. I hadn't seen you there. 
Mmm! 
You really are an excellent cook, Lucy. 
Just like Bao Bao the panda and Horace the hare. 
Do they make muffins, too? 
No, not muffins, no. 
But why don't I tell you the story of the great cooking contest? 
That sounds de-licious! 
Far away in the east by the So-Hi mountains, 
Gertie the goat was dining at her favourite spot. 
Gertie is a good friend of mine. 
But I don't always approve of her table manners. 
I don't know how you can eat in such funny positions. 
Baa! But it's so tasty. 
Eating is about fine food and good company. 
I'm good company.
Horace the hare and Bao Bao the panda had been listening. 
Hey, Cassandra, I bet you'd like a meal cooked by me. 
I'm an excellent chef. 
YOU, Horace? 
Horace may be good chef but Bao Bao cook many very good dish. 
Maybe... 
Bao Bao better cook than Horace. 
Oh! 
Eh? 
I was delighted that there were two cooks who shared my love of good food.' 
It seems there's only one way to decide who is the best chef. 
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe? 
No, Gertie. 
We must have... a cooking contest. 
You and I, Gertie, will each try out a meal prepared by Bao Bao and compare it with one cooked by Horace. 
We will then decide which is the best. 
Now, do you both accept the challenge? 
Hmm! 
I wonder who will cook us the best meal. 
Horace. I bet it's Horace. 
Really? I think the winner will be Bao Bao but, to tell you the truth, I fear neither will be very good. 
Oh. If you don't like the food, then can I have your portion?
Bao Bao had gathered enough bamboo for his meal but, suddenly, a rather worrying thought came into his head.' 
What if Bao Bao's guest not like bamboo? 
Bao Bao must seek advice. 
Whenever any of the animals of the So-Hi mountains had a problem, they went to see Confuse-us. 
Greetings. 
Who comes seeking advice from Confuse-us the Wise? 
It's me, Bao Bao. 
Bao Bao prepare beautiful bamboo meal for friends but what if friends not like bamboo? 
Well, Confuse-us say... 
"A meal shared with friends is the time for friends to share a meal." 
Thank you, O wise Confuse-us. 
Bao Bao didn't understand what the wise old carp meant. 
But he was sure it must be good advice.' 
Everybody loves carrots but there are so many ways to cook them. 
What if I choose the wrong recipe? 
Greetings. Who comes seeking advice from Confuse-us the Wise? 
Me, Horace. 
What's the best way to cook carrots? 
A good meal is prepared not in the kitchen, but in the heavens above. 
Oh, right. Thanks for that. 
Horace had no idea what Confuse-us meant, but hoped he might be able to work it out later. 
Bao Bao, meanwhile, was starting to feel nervous about the cooking contest.' 
Bao Bao must meditate before guest arrive. 
Unfortunately, Bao Bao's meditation made him feel a little TOO relaxed.' 
Horace was feeling the pressure, too.' 
Oh, no! Too thick. 
Oh, no. Too thin! This is going to be a disaster. 
My guests! Already! 
Oh, it can't be. 
Well, here we are, Gertie. 
Hmm... 
I was expecting the air to be filled with delicious aromas. 
Carrot chez Horace. Notice how it's just the right thickness! 
Bao Bao sorry not to greet guests. 
Fall asleep. 
Big hug! 
Yeah, what's for dinner? 
Before dinner, we have starter. 
Gertie and I weren't enjoying our starters.' 
Oh, don't mind me. 
Oh. 
Keep eating! 
Perfect! 
Now, what else do we need? 
Music! Yes, some nice relaxing music. 
Oh, that's better! 
More big hug for Bao Bao's guest. 
All this hugging and music is all very well but... 
Where's the nosh? 
Gertie is correct. We are still awaiting our main courses. 
Huh? 
It was time for Bao Bao and Horace to get busy.' 
Two bamboo specials. 
Carrot surprise coming up! 
Eh! 
Finally! 
Baa! 
Wait! 
Guest have wrong dish. Please to stop. 
Oh... 
My, my! That was marvellous! 
Combining the bamboo and the carrot was a master stroke. 
Baa! 
But... who won? 
Both of you, of course. 
You two go together like... like bamboo and carrot! 
You make a really good team. 
Any chance of seconds? 
Confuse-us was right. 
A meal shared with friends is the time to share a meal with friends. 
He said, "A good meal is not prepared in the kitchen but in the heavens above." 
He must have known our food would fly up and get mixed up. 
We all agreed Confuse-us was a wise fish indeed.' 
Thanks for my story, Cassandra. 
I've never cooked bamboo and carrot together. 
I can't wait to give it a try! 
Maybe it a little late in the evening for cooking. 
In fact, it's more like time for... 
Bed. I know. 
Good night, Lucy! 
And thanks for baking us muffins! 
Good night, everyone! 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Wheeeee! Yay! 
Hi, Lucy. 
Hello, everyone. 
Ready for your story? 
Oh, yes. Can I choose the story tonight? 
Of course you can. 
What kind of story would you like? 
I'd like a story set in Africa. 
Yes! 
That rules me out then, I don't know any African stories. 
Sorry, Boris. 
It has to be a story about a large animal. 
Oh, an elephant? 
A giraffe? 
No, a rhino! I want to hear a story about Ronald the rhino. 
Ahhh, remember when Ronald built a bridge across the Zamban River using boulders? 
Oh, yes, that's a good story. 
And I recall Ronald bashing the biggest boulder ever. 
It made quite a noise. 
Oh, yes, it did.
Do all Ronald stories have boulders in them? 
Aha! Of course. 
Let me tell you the best rhino story of all. 
The story of Ronald and his boulders. 
My favourite pastime has always been gardening. 
Herbert the warthog loves gobbling up a juicy watermelon or two. 
Natalie the antelope adores ballet. 
And Ronald the rhino, well, he's into bashing boulders. 
His friend the Tick Tick bird was not so keen on boulder bashing. 
But he went along with it because it made Ronald happy. 
And so, every day, come rain or shine, Ronald bashed boulders. 
He bashed big boulders, and medium-sized boulders, and small boulders. 
Until one day... 
There were no boulders left. 
I think you just bashed the last boulder there, Ronald. 
It can't be! 
Just think of all the other things we can do now. 
Go down to the lake for a swim! 
A game of fruitball, have a picnic in a jungle clearing! 
No! I want to bash something, we must go on an expedition to find new boulders. 
But, Ronald, there is not a single one left in all of Africa! 
No. 
Yes, you will just have to get used to a life without boulders, Ronald. 
But Ronald was wondering what else he could bash. 
Here goes! 
Stop! 
So sorry, Mr and Mrs Weaver Bird, my friend Ronald hadn't seen your nest. 
I really think we should do something else now. 
We could visit Georgina in her garden. 
Look, Tick Tick, a mound of earth. 
What harm could bashing that do? 
Ohhhhhh! 
Ah, ah, ow! 
Ah! I'm stuck! 
Oh, Ronald! 
OK, Ronald, from now on there will be no more bashing. 
Let's whistle a song instead. 
That's a ridiculous idea. 
You don't like my whistling? 
It's annoying. 
Annoying! How can you say that after all these years I've put up with your pointless boulder bashing? 
Oh! Boulder bashing is not pointless, it's a very interesting and deeply satisfying activity. 
No, it isn't. 
Yes, it is. 
Huh! 
Hah! 
The Tick Tick bird wanted to get as far away from Ronald as possible and Ronald wanted to get as far away from the Tick Tick bird as possible. 
Ronald wasn't very happy... and neither was the Tick Tick bird. 
He decided to whistle a little tune to cheer himself up. 
I wonder what Ronald is doing? 
Maybe I should've gone with him on his expedition to find new boulders. 
Did you say you're looking for boulders? 
Yes. Have you seen any? 
Over there, Rumble Mountain, it is where boulders are made. 
Tell me more. 
Every now and then the volcano erupts, spitting out big boulders. 
Oh! I'll go and have a look. Cheers, Esmeralda. 
Be careful. 
I suppose I'll have to get down there. 
Waaah! 
Aaaaah! 
Meanwhile, Ronald was starting to miss the Tick Tick bird. 
Oh, I've been a silly rhino. 
I don't really care about boulders any more. 
All I want is to have my friend Tick Tick back. 
I will tell Tick Tick we can sing his song together. 
Oh, boulders, boulders! 
So many boulders! 
But, oh, where's Tick Tick? 
Waaaaaah! 
Ohhh! 
Oh! Tick Tick! 
I've brought you some boulders. 
Hee, hee. And I've come to whistle a song with you. 
Ronald and the Tick Tick bird were very happy to be friends again. 
That was a brilliant Ronald the rhino story. 
Can I tell a rhino story now? 
And me. 
Of course, Monkey, but not tonight. 
It's Lucy's bedtime now. 
I want you all to save your rhino stories for me. 
Yes! 
But tomorrow evening I'd like to hear a bear story from Boris. 
Good night, Lucy. 
Sweet dreams! 
Hello, I'm Lucy. 
I live at 64 Zoo Lane. And I have some very special neighbours. Look. 
64, 
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Wheee! 
Hello, everybody. 
Hello, Lucy. 
What's in the box, Lucy? 
Ooh. 
Play clay animals. Did you make those, Lucy? 
Yes, and I've done one of each of you. 
Oh, thank you, Lucy. 
And very well made. 
Oh, no! 
What's the matter, Lucy? 
Your model has disappeared. 
I showed my models to my friend, Chloe, today. Maybe she kept one. 
Without asking you first? 
Once, she took one of my lollies without asking. So... 
Lucy, just because someone does something once, doesn't mean they'll do it again. 
That's right. 
Why don't we tell Lucy the story of the house of leaves? 
Oh, yes. 
Good idea. 
Nelson the elephant liked making things. 
One day, he decided to build the biggest and best house of leaves there had ever been. 
Uncle Nelson! 
Careful, don't move. 
Hello, what are you making? 
I'm making the biggest and best house of leaves there has ever been. 
Wow! That really is amazing. You're so clever, Uncle Nelson. 
Oh, careful. 
Ah, ooh, ooh. A house of leaves is very fragile, Nigel. 
I'll show it to you when it's finished. 
I only want to watch. Is that OK? 
Well, as long as you don't disturb me. 
Can I help, too? 
Oh, please, can I? I'll be careful. 
Oh, all right, then. 
Wow! 
Sshh! Just look at it. 
Ooh! 
Oh... 
Listen to me, Nigel. I'm going to find the others. 
I want you to watch over the house of leaves. 
Don't let anyone get near it. Promise? 
I promise. 
But Nigel couldn't keep his promise. 
The house of leaves was so irresistibly inviting. 
Huh, it looks pretty solid to me. Uncle Nelson was exaggerating. 
Whoa! 
Oh... 
Oh, just wait until you see my creation. 
No-o-o-o-o-o! 
Nigel, I told you not to touch my house of leaves. 
Go and stand beside the naughty tree. 
Sorry, Uncle Nelson. 
I'll just have to start all over again. 
We'll come back later, Nelson. 
Ah! I'm going to fetch the others. 
Nigel, this time... 
I know, Uncle Nelson, don't worry. 
I won't do it again. 
I hope not. 
Oh, no! 
You did it again! 
But I didn't do anything. 
You've done it once, why should I believe you this time? 
Back to the naughty tree. 
Nigel thought his Uncle Nelson wasn't being fair. 
Nelson was getting hot and bothered. 
Ooh. 
Mmm... 
Oh! 
Last two leaves and then it's finished. One... 
What? Where's the last leaf? It's not possible, I counted them all. 
You ate one of my leaves while I was swimming, didn't you? 
But I haven't done anything. 
Of course you haven't. Perhaps I ate it! 
I think you'd better go away and find something else to do. 
It's not fair! 
Nigel hadn't eaten his Uncle Nelson's leaf and he was determined to prove it. 
Hello, Audrey. I'm looking for the missing leaf from my Uncle Nelson's house of leaves. 
Have a look at my nest. If you find the one you're after, then do take it. 
Thanks, Audrey, but it's not here. 
Are you hungry, Nigel? Would you like some leaves? 
Thanks, Georgina, but I'm looking for something important. 
What's that, Nigel? 
The truth, Georgina! The truth! 
Fabulous! 
The biggest... 
And best... 
House of leaves... 
Ever. 
Hmm. 
What's the matter, Nelson? 
This isn't the biggest or best house of leaves ever. I'm missing a leaf. 
Oh! 
My project is ruined and all because of Nigel. 
Come on, your house of leaves is still spectacular. 
You'll find another leaf. 
Ah, careful! 
Don't come any closer. 
I know where the missing leaf is! The leaf is there. 
Where? 
There! 
Ah, so that was the truth you were searching for, Nigel. 
Oh, it's all my fault? I'm sorry for not believing you, Nigel. 
I just wanted to help you. 
Oh... 
Aw... 
It was time for the last leaf. 
And then we all marvelled at the biggest and best house of leaves ever, made by Nelson and Nigel. 
So, you see, Lucy, you should never accuse someone of something unless you know for sure it was them. 
I'd better check my bedroom properly before I ask Chloe. 
Oh, yes. 
Oh, look! There you are, Georgina. 
Oh! 
Good night, Georgina, and little Georgina. 
Good night, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Whee! 
Hello, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy. 
Look what I can do. 
Oh, Lucy. 
That's very clever. 
What do you call it? 
It's a Hula Hoop. 
Everyone at my school is doing hula-hooping. 
It sounds like a craze. 
Yeah. 
A craze? 
What's that, Molly? 
Let me tell you a story about Doris the duck. 
Everyone in Africa loves playing games, and this season one game in particular had caught on. 
The new savannah craze was hopscotch. 
Hop, hop, hop! Hop, hop! Hop, hop! I win! 
Hop, hop! Hop, hop! 
Hop, hop, hop! Oh... Oof! 
Hop... Wheurgh! 
Hop, hop! Hop! 
I win! 
After a while, Doris began to fancy a change.' 
Hop! Hop! Hop! 
I win. 
Oh. 
Again! 
What shall we play now? 
Um, hopscotch? 
Mm-hm. 
We've played that 27 times. 
Isn't it great? I could play it all day long. 
Toby, we HAVE played it all day long. Oh... 
Doris, where are you going? 
To find someone else to play with. 
Someone who DOESN'T want to play hopscotch. 
Oh... 
Do you want to play with me, Natalie? 
That would be lovely, Doris. 
You can join in our game. 
Hopscotch is the best! 
Well played, Zed. 
Hmm. 
Can I join in? 
Oh, not you as well! 
Buongiorno, Doris. Fancy a game? 
How about hide and seek? 
No, no, no, no, no. 
That's so last season. 
We have decided to play hopscotch for ever and ever, haven't we, girls? 
Si, si, si, si... 
Oh... 
Alan, do you want to... 
Oh, what's the use? 
Doris realised she was going to have to invent a brand-new game to get the others to play something different with her.' 
Oh, that's a funny fruit. 
Yuck! Weird! 
It bounces! 
Ohhh...! 
This is fun! 
Hey, Alan! 
Do you want to play the, um, bouncy fruit game with me? 
Bouncy what game? 
It goes like this. 
My ants...! Careful, Doris! 
Sorr-eee...! 
Doris was sure her new game was better than hopscotch.' 
She wanted everyone to try it out.' 
Hup... Oop... Ahhh... Uhhh... Hup. 
Erhh... Oh! 
Look at this everyone! 
Whoaaahh...! 
Ohh..! 
Maybe you should play your bouncy fruit game somewhere else, Doris, before you... 
Break... something! 
Hey, girls! Look! 
Oh, mind a-my feathers! 
Take a-that thing away, Doris! 
I thought you'd like it. 
I suppose I'll just have to... play on my own. 
Bing... boing... 
Ohh...! What a funny boing-y sound. 
Your go! 
Again? 
I'm getting a bit bored with this game. 
Hey! What's that? 
Let's go and find out. 
Bing... boing... bing... boing... 
Bing! 
Boing! 
Bing! 
Hey, Doris. 
What's that you're playing with? 
It's just a bouncy fruit. 
Erhh... Do you want to have a go? 
This is fun! What's it called? 
It's, erm... 
It's the bouncy boingy fruit game. 
Can I have a go? 
You want to play...?! 
Hurray! Then we're going to need more bouncy fruit! 
Doris, Giggles and Tickles were having lots of fun.' 
Bing... boing... bing... boing... 
Oh. what's that? 
Cool rhythms, man. 
Where is it coming from? 
I say! That looks like fun! 
What's it called? 
It's the bouncy boingy fruit game. 
Doris invented it! 
Quack! 
It looks verrrry cool. Can we play? 
Help yourselves! 
Everyone's playing my game. Hurray! 
You've started a craze! 
Everyone loved Doris's new game.' 
They played in the cave for hours.' 
We've been boing-ing and bouncing for ever. 
I'm getting bored. 
Bouncy boingy hopscotch, anyone? 
That was a great story, Molly. 
Tomorrow I'm going to teach everyone at school how to play hopscotch. 
And, look, I can hula hoop! 
Oooh, can I have a go? 
I don't know, Boris. It's Lucy's bedtime. 
That's OK, Boris. 
I'll leave my hula hoop here so that you can all practise. 
Night-night, everyone! 
Night-night, Lucy! 
Hello. I'm Lucy. 
I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours -- look! 
Bedtime, Lucy! 
The Story of the Great Rains. 
Wheeeeeeee! 
Hello, everybody! 
Hello, Lucy! 
What's the matter? You all seem really tired. 
Yes. We've had a busy day at the zoo today. 
Oh? Does that mean no story tonight? 
Wouldn't you rather have a nap, Lucy? 
WATCH OUT! BEHIND YOU! 
Huh?! 
What's going on? 
It was just a joke! 
Well, we don't think your joke was very funny, Lucy. 
I thought it was scary, actually. 
And I hurt my bottom! 
Oh. Sorry. I just wanted to wake you up. 
I was bored. 
That reminds me of The Story of the Great Rains. 
Oh, yes!
A story? I'd love to hear it, Nelson! 
Well, if you're not too tired, that is. 
We are reeeeeeeally tired. 
Giggles and Tickles are only saying that because this story is about something silly they did. 
I think I'm going to like this! 
Once a year, there is a very heavy rain in Africa which floods the entire savannah. 
The only place that doesn't get flooded is the Blue Mountain. 
One year, we were getting ready to spend a long time on top of the mountain. 
There! That should be enough food. 
I am not looking forward to being stuck on top of this mountain when the rain comes -- it's so BORING! 
None of us like the Great Rains, so we try and have as much fun as possible, while it's still dry. 
To me! To me! 
To you. To you. 
We want to play too! 
Have you forgotten? It's your turn this year. 
Yes, we know, we know...! 
Every year, we take it in turn to watch out for the first drop of the Great Rains. 
And this particular year it was the monkeys' turn. 
Can you sere a dark cloud yet, Tickles? 
No! 
This is SO boring! 
Why can't we have fun like the others? 
I just had a brilliant idea! 
What is it? Tell me! 
Here, Georgina, pass it to Doris, the champion fruit-baller! 
Warning! The Great Rains are coming! 
Everybody run to the Blue Mountain! 
Nothing but blue skies. 
Hmm. Giggles and Tickles must have got it wrong. 
Oops. Sorry. It must have been a drop of nectar. 
From a flower that fell on our heads. 
Hmm... 
Maybe you should pick all those flowers. 
Warning! The first rain drop is here! 
Hurgh! 
They're right! 
It's the Great Rains -- run for the Blue Mountain! 
This is SOOOOO funny! 
Hey, you're all sticky, Herbert. 
Hm? Oh. 
That's strange. Erm. Num num num... 
These aren't raindrops! It's... It's fruit juice! 
Those monkeys have played another joke on us. 
Now don't move from that tree! 
Georgina, are you ready? 
Yes. 
So, Georgina the Giraffe took the monkeys' place on top of the tall tree. 
Oooh. Oop. Oh, dear. Oh! Oh. 
It wasn't that funny, after all. 
We're even more bored now. 
Oh! Oh! 
Warning! The Great Rains have come! 
You've played that joke on us already. 
Pass me the ball, Herbert! 
But this time it's really real. 
Listen, Giggles and Tickles, we've had enough of your tricks. 
Georgina is the new watcher. And she's the one who'll tell us. 
Well, what's she waiting for then? 
Georgina? Georginaahhh! 
Oh! Ah! What? Yes? 
Have you felt the first drop of the Great Rains? 
Er... NO! 
No, nothing to report. 
Thank you, Georgina. 
What?! This isn't right. 
Georgina! Look! The cloud! 
Huh? Ah... The... What? 
Oh! RAIN! Oh, RAIN! 
Oh, quick! Everybody to the Blue Mountain! 
But it was too late. 
The water had already started to rise.' 
Oh, no! 
Hey, I've got an idea. And this time it's a good one! 
Oh, thanks! Very clever. 
Oh, no! 
There were no leaves left to build a boat for Giggles and Tickles. 
Is everybody safe? 
YES! 
No! We're missing Giggles and Tickles! 
Poor Giggles and Tickles. 
We felt sorry for them. 
At least we've got something to eat. 
Are you coming? 
TOBY! Oh, let's go! 
And in the end, it was the happiest Great Rains we'd ever had! 
And since that day, 
Giggles and Tickles never play any more silly jokes. 
Sorry, Nelson. I won't do it again either. 
Thanks for the story. Goodnight, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy. 
Hello. I'm Lucy. 
I live at 64, Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
The Story of Alan's Scooter. 
Hello, everyone. 
Hello, Lucy! 
Oh! What's The matter, Lucy? 
It's my dad. 
He was supposed to make me a doll's house, but... 
But, what? 
He made something else, instead. 
What? What...?! Let's see! 
It's up in my bedroom. 
You mean this? 
Oh! A castle! 
It looks magnificent, Lucy. 
I suppose it does look nice. 
But I wanted a house for Lola, not a castle. 
I think your dad used his imagination. 
Yes, that reminds me of a story about Alan the Aardvark and his scooter! 
Let me start from the beginning. 
It was a beautiful morning in Africa and Nelson was sorting through his pile of arty-crafty things... 
Maracas! 
Brilliant! 
You're so clever, Nelson! 
Oh! You can have them. 
Thanks, Nelson that's really kind. 
Nelson made these maracas for us! 
He's SO clever! He can make anything. 
Oh? 
We all wanted to see what Nelson was making.' 
That looks interesting, Nelson. 
Wow! 
And do you know how to make a trampoline, for example? 
Of course I do! 
How about a hat, for me! 
A kite! 
All right, all right. 
I'll make something for everyone. But I'll need time! 
That's fine. We'll all come back later. 
Alan, would you like something, too? 
Er, I don't really know. 
Um, how about a toy? 
Hmm... 
Something useful, then? 
Mm! 
A scooter! 
Living on the other side of the hills, a scooter would be useful for getting around. 
Oh, yes, erm... 
What is a scooter, Nelson? 
Here, I'll show you. 
You see, it's got wheels like... Er, no.... 
No, like this. And handlebars... Oh! 
It's clear in my head, but not in the drawing! 
I-I'm sure it will be great. 
I love the word scooter, already! 
How about I bring the scooter to you when it's ready? 
Oh. 
Are you sure, Nelson? It's a long way away. 
Oh, I can't wait. My scooter's going to be grrrreat! 
Nelson was happy.' 
He made all the objects his friends had asked for.' 
Thanks, Nelson! 
Cheers! 
Cool! 
He only had one more thing to make -- the scooter for Alan.' 
Now THAT'S a scooter! Alan will be SO pleased! 
Oh, er, Nelson, I need you. 
It's my kite. It's broken. 
Oh, dear, I'd like to help, but I promised Alan I'd deliver his scooter, as soon as it was finished. 
Well, what if you mend my kite, while I take the scooter to Alan? 
Uh? 
Carrying a scooter?! 
That's ridiculous! 
It's much easier to ride it! 
What have I done? 
Alan's going to be so upset. 
Alan? 
This is the scooter Nelson made for Alan. 
Oh. 
Don't worry. We'll help you mend it. 
There. We just need to wait for the new wheels to dry. 
But I really need to go and fetch my kite from Nelson. 
We can deliver the scooter, if you like? 
Come on, Toby! 
Oh, no...! 
Waaaaaay...! 
Hooooooohhh...! 
Oh, yaaaaaaaaaaah...! 
Can I help? 
Nelson made this scooter for Alan, but now it's broken! 
Well, I've got lots of super-brilliant ideas to mend this scooter and make it EVEN better. 
Whaddaya think...?! 
Cool! 
But we can't risk breaking it again. 
I'll take it to Alan. Bye! 
Eh?! 
Peep-peep! Peep-peep! 
Hee-hoh, yah! 
Oh-wahh...! Oh, this is brilliant! 
It's a scooty-surf! 
Oh, w-w-wait... Oh, no!
Thank you, my friends. 
Is there a problem with your surfboard, Zeb? 
It's a scooter for Alan. Nelson made it. 
We'll mend this scooter, won't we Giggles? 
Oh, yes! We've got lots of ideas. 
And then we'll take it to Alan, won't we, Tickles? 
Hm? 
Hey, Alan! 
We've come to deliver your scooter! 
Wow! It's even better than I imagined. 
Alan couldn't wait to try out his scooter.' 
Huh? Oh! 
Whoa! Oh! 
Oh!! 
Beep-beep bi-bi-bip bi-bi-bip bi-bi-bi boo! 
Argrhh! Oh! Is that you, Alan? What... 
Thank you for my scooter, Nelson! 
Erm, it's not really a scooter, any more. 
Oh, really? 
What is it, then? 
Er, well, it's, um... 
A scooty... A scooti-copter! 
My scooti-copter! Oh, thank you so much, Nelson! 
There, Lucy. The story of a scooter that ended up as a scooti-copter. 
Wheeeee..! 
Huh? You've changed my doll. 
Yes, a little. 
Now your doll can be a princess and live in... 
A castle! 
Oh, thank you, Nelson! 
You really DO have a lot of imagination! 
Night-night, Princess Lola. 
Shall I take you back to your castle? 
With pleasure, my dear Georgina! 
Night-night, everyone! 
Night-night, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
OK, Mum! 
Hello, everyone. 
Hello, Lucy! 
Oh! What's the matter, Lucy? 
It's my dad. He was supposed to make me a doll's house, but... 
But what? 
He made something else instead. 
What? What? Let's see! 
It's up in my bedroom. 
You mean this? 
Oh! A castle! 
It looks magnificent, Lucy! 
I suppose it does look nice, but I wanted a house for Lola, not a castle. 
I think your dad used his imagination. 
Yes, that reminds me of a story about Alan the aardvark and his scooter. 
Let me start from the beginning. 
It was a beautiful morning in Africa, and Nelson was sorting through his pile of arty-crafty things.'
Maracas! 
Brilliant! 
You're so clever, Nelson! 
Oh! You can have them. 
Thanks, Nelson, that's really kind! 
Nelson made these maracas for us. 
He's so clever! He can make anything. 
Oh! 
We all wanted to see what Nelson was making.' 
That looks interesting, Nelson. 
Wow! 
And do you know how to make a trampoline, for example? 
Of course I do! 
How about a hat for me? 
A kite! 
All right! I'll make something for everyone, but I'll need time. 
That's fine. We'll all come back later. 
Alan, would you like something too? 
Erm... I don't really know. 
How about a toy? 
Mmm... 
Something useful then? 
Mmm! 
A scooter! You live on the other side of the hills, so a scooter will be very useful for getting around! 
Oh, yes! Erm... 
What is a scooter, Nelson? 
Here. I'll show you. 
You see, it's got wheels like this. No, no. Like this. 
And handlebars... 
Oh! It's clear in my head but not in the drawing. 
I'm sure it will be great. I love the word "scooter" already. 
How about I bring the scooter to you when it's ready? 
Oh. Are you sure, Nelson? 
It's a long way away. 
Oh, no problem. 
I can't wait. My scooter's going to be great! 
Nelson was happy. He made all the objects his friends had asked for.' 
Thanks, Nelson! 
Cheers! 
Cool! 
He only had one more thing to make, the scooter for Alan.' 
Ah! Now, that's a scooter! 
Alan will be so pleased. 
Oh, Nelson, I need you. 
It's my kite. It's broken. 
Oh, dear. I'd like to help, but I promised Alan I'd deliver his scooter as soon as it was finished. 
Well, what if you mend my kite while I take the scooter to Alan? 
Huh? 
Carrying a scooter? That's ridiculous! 
It's much easier to ride it! 
Huh... 
Aha! 
Yow! 
Ah! Oh.
What have I done? 
Alan's going to be so upset. 
Alan? 
This is the scooter Nelson made for Alan. 
Oh. Don't worry. 
We'll help you mend it. 
We just need to wait for the new wheels to dry. 
Er... But I really need to go and fetch my kite from Nelson. 
We can deliver the scooter if you like! 
Hold on to me! 
Oh, no! 
Oh, yeah! 
Can I help? 
Nelson made this scooter for Alan, but now it's broken! 
Well, I've got lots of super, brilliant ideas to mend this scooter and make it even better. 
What do you think? 
Cool! 
We can risk breaking it again, though. 
I'll take it to Alan. Bye! 
Huh? 
Yeah! 
Oh, wow! Oh, this is brilliant. 
It's a scooty-surf! 
Oh, no! 
Ahh! 
Thank you, my friends. 
Is there a problem with your surfboard, Zed? 
It's a scooter for Alan. 
Nelson made it. 
We'll mend the scooter, won't we, Giggles? 
Oh, yes! We've got lots of ideas. 
And then we'll take it to Alan, won't we, Tickles? 
Hmm? 
Hey, Alan! We've come to deliver your scooter! 
Wow! It's even better than I imagined! 
Alan couldn't wait to try out his scooter.' 
Huh? Oh! 
Oh... Ooh! Oh! 
Oh! Ah. 
Bah! Oh! Is that you, Alan? But... 
Thank you for my scooter, Nelson! 
Erm... It's not really a scooter any more. 
Oh, really? What is it then? 
Well, it's, erm... 
A scooty... A scooty-copter! 
My scooty-copter! 
Oh, thank you so much, Nelson! 
There, Lucy, the story of a scooter that ended up as a scooty-copter. 
Wee! 
Huh? But you've changed my doll! 
Yes, a little. Now your doll can be a princess and live in... 
A castle! 
Oh, thank you, Nelson! 
You really DO have a lot of imagination! 
Night night, Princess Lola. 
Shall I take you back to your castle? 
With pleasure, my dear Georgina. 
Night night, everyone! 
Night night, Lucy. 
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours, look. 
Wheee! 
Hello, Lucy. 
Hello, everyone. 
Well, what do you think? 
What do we think about what? 
I thought someone would notice. 
I noticed, Lucy. 
Me, too. 
It's your hair, Lucy. You've had a haircut. 
It's not my hair, Boris, it's my nails. Look. 
Well, I never. 
And very pretty they look, too. 
Most unusual. 
But why exactly would you want to change the way you look, Lucy? 
Ah, Nelson. You only have to remember the story of Reginald's New Look. 
Reginald painted his toenails, too? 
Not exactly. I'll tell you. 
It all started one morning when Reginald the lion was out on his morning stroll. 
Morning, Audrey. 
Hello. 
Lovely day. 
Hello, Reginald. 
How are the young ones? 
They're just fine, thank you. Did you have a bad night's sleep? 
Me? No. Why do you ask? 
Oh, nothing. 
Just, your whiskers are looking a bit crumpled. 
Really? 
Crumpled is fine. 
Crumpled whiskers? 
Crumpled whiskers?! 
Great gazelles! They do look a bit crumpled. 
Morning, Reginald. Lovely day for bashing a boulder, isn't it? 
Erm, quite. Ronald, how do you think my whiskers are looking? 
They're smashing. 
All lovely and crumply. 
Oh! Another boulder. 
Oh... 
Oh! 
Hi, Reginald. 
I was just preening my whiskers. 
I can help you with that. 
Ouch! 
Bit crumply, aren't they? Just a sec. 
Whisker straighteners. Just the job. 
There, now. These whiskers are going to look fabulous. 
Oh! 
Oh! That's marvellous. Thank you, Natalie. 
I've not finished with you yet. 
I think it's time you had a new look. 
What's the matter with my old one? 
Nothing at all, no. 
Only, I've always thought you looked a bit... 
A bit what? 
Old-fashioned. 
Oh... 
But don't you worry. I'm going to give you a whole new groovy look. 
Follow me. 
Now, first thing you'll need is fur conditioner. 
Boulder dust is really good. Try some. 
Are you sure about this? 
Take a look for yourself. 
Now, we need to do something about this scruffy old mane of yours. 
Scruffy?! 
You need some werra-werra gel. 
Going anywhere nice for your holidays? 
After Natalie had rubbed in the werra-werra gel, she made Reginald climb up to Boulder Point, which was the windiest spot she knew. 
A few seconds more and you're done. 
Thanks, Natalie. 
Oh, you're very welcome. 
Sorry, but I can't stay to chat, I'm already late for my ballet lesson. 
The giant boulder on Boulder Point had been held in place by twigs for as long as anyone could remember. 
They were the only thing that stopped it rolling over the edge and crushing everything in its path. 
It really is very windy up here today. 
If this boulder rolls away, it will be a disaster. 
I better warn the others to get to safety. 
Raaar! 
Yes, it really is the loveliest clutch of eggs. 
And, of course, they each have quite different personalities. 
Sorry, Audrey, it's very difficult to hear with all this roaring going on. 
Raaar!
Is that Reginald? 
I don't think so. 
Not with whiskers that sleek. 
Yeah, and a fluffy coat and such a groovy mane. 
Probably some young lion practising his roar. 
Raaar!
It's no good. Oh, oh, oh! 
It seemed there was nothing more Reginald could do. 
I'll have to stop the boulder myself. 
What's this silly young fellow doing now? 
He's having a bit of fun balancing on that rock. 
Whoa! 
Whoa! Oooh! Aaah! 
Oh, look, a big boulder. 
Watch out! 
I think he wants us to watch him. 
Whoa! Oh, no! The eggs! 
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! 
Move back! 
Move? 
Why should we move? 
Whoa! 
Whoa, whoa! Oh, no! 
Reginald was getting tired of trying to control the runaway boulder.' 
I know that lion. 
It's... 
Reginald! 
The eggs! Watch out for the eggs! 
Ronald, follow that boulder. 
We can do it. 
Oh, yes, whoa! 
Come on, Ronald. 
Take that, you bad boulder. 
Oh, no! 
Well done, Reginald. 
You've saved the eggs! 
Sadly not. 
Look, they're broken. 
My babies! 
The eggs aren't broken, Reginald. They're just hatching out! 
Reginald, you are a real hero. 
Oh... 
Oh, Reginald, what have you been doing? 
Well, I... 
What happened to your new look? 
That lovely, spiky mane, your fluffy fur? 
Just look at those whiskers! Oh. 
Never mind about that, Natalie. 
We all love Reginald the way he is. Yes? 
Just the way he is! 
Yeah. Oh. 
Thanks for my story, Georgina. 
I think I like you all just the way you are. 
I'm glad to hear it. 
We like our Lucy, too. 
Especially with that smile of yours. 
Now, I think it's time you took those pink toenails of yours off to bed. 
OK. 
Good night, everyone. 
Good night, Lucy. 
Hello. I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
Bedtime, Lucy! 
Whee! 
Yay! Hello, everyone. 
Oh-oh-oh. 
Oh! 
Poor Molly! 
And poor Nelson. 
Oh, it's no use. 
Giggles, Tickles, what's wrong? 
Up there. 
It's Boris! 
In our tree! 
Boris, how did you get up there? 
I don't know. Oh! 
Oh, I'm too scared to come down. 
What is going on here? 
We can't help it, Lucy, it's been a very strange day. 
A topsy-turvy sort of day. 
You need story. 
Yes, Bao Bao, I think we do need a story. 
Bao Bao tell story of Confuse-Us, wise old carp. 
Bao Bao always wake up early to see fine morning. 
Oh, oh, oh. 
Bao Bao say good morning to friend Horace. 
Oh! 
Oh, good morning, Bao Bao. 
Hey, look! 
That day, something was wrong with my morning.' 
Why clouds down here? Clouds supposed to be up in sky. 
Maybe they not feel well. 
Cloud need hug to make feel better. 
Cloud not like hug! 
Come on, Bao Bao, let's go for our morning walk. 
Then we saw not very happy bees.' 
Why bees buzzing? 
I think they're upset because the thingummy flowers won't open. 
But why flowers not want open? 
Flowers supposed to open in morning always. 
Hm. This is all rather odd. Topsy-turvy, even. 
It's a mystery. 
Oh! We need find wisdom to solve mystery. 
So we went to see Confuse-Us, wise old carp, who lives in Mirror Lake.' 
Greetings. 
Who comes seeking advice from Confuse-Us the wise? 
Horace and Bao Bao. We need your wisdom, O wise carp. 
We've seen many strange things today. 
The clouds have come down from the sky, the flowers won't open and the bees are upset. 
All this making Bao Bao bamboozled. 
What should we do? 
It is the ping and the pong. 
They are out of the balance. 
Ping, pong? 
What's he talking about? 
Bao Bao getting more and more bamboozled. 
But Confuse-Us is very wise fish. We should do as he says. 
Do not worry, my friends. 
I will show you how to restore balance of ping and pong. 
We must go on a journey to So-High Mountains. 
So-High Mountains far away. First, we cross the moon steps. 
Oh-oh! 
And walk through water-cloud shower. 
Then, follow wind path up to mountain. 
Hey, look, over there, it's Cassandra the Crane. 
Eek! 
Cassandra was not happy crane. 
Bao Bao help. 
Ooh. Oooh! Ooh. 
Thanks, Bao Bao. 
Oh! 
I don't what happened there. My knees feel all wonky. 
It's a very strange sort of day. 
Don't worry, Cassandra, we're going to make everything OK again. 
Oh, not again! I keep sliding down every time I try to climb this rock. 
Huggy! 
Gertie was not a happy goat.' 
Oh. 
Oh! 
Oh. 
Oh. 
Come on, Bao Bao, we must travel on. 
Yes, the balance of ping and pong must be restored before sun sets. 
Climbing was hard work. 
But, finally, we arrived high up on So-High Mountains.' 
So, here we are. What do we do now, wise old carp? 
Oh! 
Strange, I can't remember. Must do more thinking. 
Mm. 
So what about this ping and pong business? 
Confuse-Us wise fish. 
He thinking more wise thoughts. 
Well, I can't see any ping here. 
I see no pong, either. Only a tree with strange leaves. 
Agh! 
Oh! 
Wah! 
Ha! 
Oh! 
Oh! 
Oh. 
Confuse-Us remember now how to restore balance between ping and pong. 
We need to play game. It called... 
Eh! 
Ah! 
Agh! 
Oh! 
We'll play! 
Ah. That's better. 
Hooray! 
Everything was back the way it was supposed to be. 
So you see, Confuse-Us, wise old carp, had been right about ping and pong. 
Ho-ho. He very wise fish. 
What a brilliant story, Bao Bao. 
Yes! 
Just fabulous. 
Thanks, Bao Bao. 
Oh, ooh! Ho-ho! 
Oh, Molly, let me help you. 
Thanks, Lucy. 
Ooh! 
Oh, that's much better. 
I need your help now, Georgina. 
Of course. 
Oh. 
What would you like me to do? 
Move a bit closer to the tree. 
Now up. To the right. 
No, that's too far. A bit to the left. That's it. 
It's safe now, Boris. Georgina has come to rescue you. 
Ooh.
Come on, Boris, slide down. 
OK, then. 
Oh! Wheee! 
Hooray! 
Thanks for your help, Georgina. 
You're welcome. And now, it's time for you to go to bed, Lucy. 
Good night, everyone. 
Good night, Lucy. 
Hello. I'm Lucy. 
I live at 64 Zoo Lane. 
And I have some very special neighbours. Look! 
Bedtime, Lucy! 
The Story of the Last Buluru Berry. 
Wheeeeeeeee...! 
Hello, Lucy! 
Hi, Everyone! 
Oh. 
What have you done to your face? 
You look funny! 
Me? Why? What is it? 
Oh, that! 
What have you been eating, young lady? 
I know! 
You've been eating Buluru berries! 
No. I've been eating blueberries. 
Not, er,... What do you call them? 
Bu-lu-ru berries! 
Don't you know what they are? 
I've never heard of them before. 
Buluru berries are the best berries of all. 
Let me tell you the story of the last Buluru berry. 
One morning I was playing with my friends Jimmy and Joey. 
We were taking it in turns to throw the boomerang. 
Go on, J! 
Bonzer! 
Oops! 
Oh. 
Mmm, they smell delicious. Yummy! 
Ahem! 
Phoebe the koala! 
I know, Wally. 
You should never pick berries without asking a grown up first. 
Cos they might be poisonous. 
That's right, Phoebe. 
But, actually, these berries are safe to eat. 
They are Buluru berries -- the most juicy and delicious berries of all. 
Can we eat them, then? 
No. Not yet. 
You'll have to wait until all the berries are ripe. 
We have to wait?! 
Yes! But it will be worth the wait. 
Because as soon as all the berries are ripe we will share them, all together, and have a Grand Tasting. 
Wow! Bonzer! I like the sound of that! 
Mwack! Yum-yum! 
So, please, do not touch the berries until they are all purple, like this one. 
Yeah. 
We won't, Wally. 
Promise! 
See you all at the Grand Tasting! 
Bye! 
Everybody was excited about the Grand Tasting, but I wanted to know if these Buluru berries really were the best berries. 
PHOEBE, YOUR TURN! 
The Buluru berries smell SO good! 
They look SO juicy! 
I'll just take one to see if I like the taste. 
Mm! 
It's... It's wonderful! 
I'm just taking one... to make more space... for another berry to grow. 
It's delicious! 
There are lots left. No-one will notice. 
Pwff! Urrgh...! 
Huh? 
You don't like it?! 
It's... It's not ripe! At least, I'm not all purple. 
Purple? Oh, no! 
If Wally sees us like this, we're gonna be in trouble! 
Let's go to the waterfall to wash your faces! 
Hm? It looks as if... as if some berries are missing. 
Some one must've helped themselves. So... 
I might as well have a berry, too. 
These berries are bonzer! 
Carrie, what are you doing? 
Er, nothing. 
Nothinnnng...! 
Well, I'm going to tell Wally. 
Nooooo... Here. A Buluru berry, just for you. 
Mum's the word. 
Oh, no! I'll have to wash it now! 
How about this? Has the purple all gone now? 
Yeah. No one would know you'd even see the Buluru bush. 
< Urrh! 
Mr Platypus, what have you got there?! 
A Buluru berry! 
You know Wally will tell you off! 
Mm! Yum, yum! 
Hm. 
There were only half of the berries left on the Buluru bush. 
Ohhhh. 
I... can't... hold... this... much... longer. 
Ow, Oh...! 
Hm? 
Ahem! 
Oh! 
Now look what you've done! 
It's all Joey's fault. 
What?! But it wasn't me, it was you two! 
I reckon it was Mr Platypus's fault. 
Eh? What have I done? 
We saw you at the waterfall. 
Maybe you had already broken the bush. 
No. I didn't touch the bush! 
It was Carrie! 
It wasn't me! 
It was... It was an accident, Wally. 
An accident? 
Well, sort of, or... maybe not exactly. 
It was really my fault. 
I ate a berry. 
And mine. Cos I ate a berry, too. 
Me, too. 
So did we. 
We all realised we'd made a big mistake.' 
We're really sorry, Wally. 
Yeah. 
Hmm. 
It's all right. 
Everybody makes mistakes. 
The important thing is that you learn from your mistakes. 
But what's gonna happen the Buluru bush now? 
Will it grown again? 
No. 
And the Grand Tasting? 
Will there be one? 
Mm-mm. 
So, we'll never be able to eat Buluru berries again? 
Um... 
Well, perhaps you will. 
But you're going to have to prove that you can be patient. 
Oh, yeah! Yeah! 
You can help this seed to grow a little. Sing with me! 
Why have we stopped? 
The song helps the seed to grow a little, but for it to grow into a bush full of delicious berries you just have to wait. 
WE WILL! 
So we waited patiently until the next harvest and when it was finally time to pick the ripe berries for the Grand Tasting everybody agreed the Buluru berries tasted best of all when shared out between us! 
Oh, I'd love to eat Buluru berries one day. 
I could bring some on my next visit. 
We can have a grand Grand Tasting! 
Mmmm...! 
Ha-ha-ha, yes! 
But now it's Lucy's bedtime. 
Goodnight, Phoebe. 
Goodnight, everyone! 
Sweet dreams. 
Wheee! 
Hello, everyone. 
Hello, Lucy. 
Phew, that was close. 
What was close, Lucy? 
Mum wanted me to have a bath before bedtime, but I managed to escape. 
Oh. 
Don't you like baths, Lucy? 
No, I don't like getting wet. 
Urgh, me neither. I can't stand all that water. 
And soap, yuck. 
And baths are boring. 
There are so many more interesting things to do like... watching TV and drawing pictures and playing games and... 
Listening to our stories? 
Yes! Do you have a story for me tonight? 
I don't, but I know someone who has. 
Hello. You must be the young lady who requested a bedtime story. 
Yes, that's me. 
Far, far away in the So Hi Mountains it was Washi-Washi Day -- a special day when all the animals wash and groom themselves until they are squeakier than squeaky-clean. 
Bao Bao loved Washi-Washi Day. He was having a bath in Mirror Lake and Confuse-Us, the wise old carp, was scrubbing his panda fur. 
Nice scrubby for Bao Bao. Ooh! 
You will be the cleanest and sweetest-smelling panda ever. 
Happy Washi-Washi Day, Horace. 
Oh, hello there, Bao Bao. 
Oh, and good morning to you, O wise old carp. 
Bao Bao is having bath in Mirror Lake. 
Would Horace like have bath too? 
Confuse-Us here, he is very good scrubber. 
Oh, no, thank you. I don't like baths, actually. Must be going. Bye. 
Oh, uh, uh... 
Oh, maybe Horace in a hurry to have a wash elsewhere. 
Why get wet on Washi-Washi Day when a little fur shake will do to get clean? 
Meanwhile, I was having a foot spa. 
Oh, hello, Horace. Happy Washi-Washi Day to you. 
Yes, happy Washi-Washi Day to you, too, Cassandra. What's that? 
Oh, this? It's a foot spa. It's so relaxing. You should try it. 
The water is warm and the bubbles tickle your feet. 
Your turn, Horace. 
Er, no, thanks, Cassandra. It's very kind of you, but I'm... 
I'm in a bit of a hurry. I must go and fetch some, um... carrots! Yes. 
Lots of carrots, in fact. Bye! 
Hmm, hares can be strange creatures sometimes. 
Huff! Phew, that was close. 
Horace didn't like Washi-Washi Day. 
Happy Washi-Washi Day. 
Have you come for a shower, Horace? 
Isn't it nice, Horace? I love a cold shower. 
Horace? Horace? 
Oh, dear. 
No, Horace did not like Washi-Washi Day. Not one little bit. 
Oh, Bao Bao, you smell sweet. 
Thank you, Gertie. 
Happy Washi-Washi Day! 
Where Horace? 
Yes, where's the hare? 
Why isn't he celebrating Washi-Washi Day with us? 
Confuse-Us, the wise old carp, knew the answer. 
It's because Horace the hare does not like Washi-Washi Day. 
But that means... 
Horace hasn't had a wash. 
That's dreadful. Everyone has to have a wash on Washi-Washi Day. 
Listen to wisdom from wise old carp. 
Washi-Washi Day is ready for hare when hare is ready for Washi-Washi Day. 
Let's get Horace washed! 
Oh. 
We soon found out where Horace was hiding. 
I'm not coming out until Washi-Washi Day is over. 
We'll have to think of some kind of plan to get him out of there. 
What does Horace like best of all? 
Carrots! 
Scrumptious! 
Scrumptious, scrumptious!
Oh. 
Oh, another one! 
Scrumptious, scrumptious!
Bao Bao trick to wash Horace did not work. 
Neither did my trick. 
Nor mine. 
You did not listen to advice from wise old carp. 
Washi-Washi is ready for hare when hare is ready for Washi-Washi. 
Sorry, Horace. 
We shouldn't have played all of those tricks on you. 
Will you forgive us? 
Er, yes, of course. Nom-nom! 
Oh, these carrots really are scrumptious. 
Bao Bao knew Horace liked carrot best of all. 
Bao Bao think Bao Bao felt raindrop falling on his head. 
Oh, arrgh! Oh, no, there's another one! 
Ow! Arrgh! Go away! Oh! 
Aw, poor Horace. He doesn't like to get wet. 
Let's make a shelter. 
Oh. 
Oh, it's wet... but in a nice sort of way. 
Oh, tingly and refreshing.
Oh, this is fun.
Very nice. 
Hooray! 
Oh, happy Washi-Washi Day, everyone. 
And so, Horace the hare had a wash after all. 
So, Lucy, how about your bath, then? 
I don't need a bath. 
When exactly was your last bath, Lucy? 
I think it was yesterday or... maybe last week. 
We all need to wash regularly to keep clean, Lucy. 
OK, I'll have a bath tomorrow morning. 
Hooray! 
Excellent. 
And now it's time for bed. 
Bye, Cassandra. Goodnight, everyone. 
Sleep tight, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Hello, everyone. 
Hello. 
Very good. 
Can you move, Boris? 
I'd like to hop on this rock now. 
But this is my rock. 
Please, Boris. 
OK. 
Ha! Whoa! 
Lucy, be careful with my rock. 
Well, if that's how you feel, sit back on your rock. 
I've got another idea. 
Hey, Giggles and Tickles, can you move up a bit, please? 
I want to climb up the tree. 
Actually, Lucy, this is our tree. 
Why don't you climb up another one instead? 
What is all this talk about "my tree" and "my rock?" 
Have you all forgotten the story of Doris' flower? 
Um... 
I don't know that story. Please can you tell it to me, Georgina? 
One morning, Toby the Tortoise, Kevin the Crocodile, and Doris the Duck decided to build sandcastles in the desert. 
Push a bit harder, Toby. That's it. 
Here. 
We're going to build the most beautiful sandcastle in all of Africa. 
Ooh! 
What is it, Toby? Oh! Doris, come and see this. 
It's a baby flower. 
So sweet. 
A flower in the desert. 
That's something really special. 
Let's wait until it opens. 
Yes. 
Yes. 
It will be so beautiful when it's bigger. 
It looks good enough to eat. 
No, Toby. 
We must take care of such a special flower. 
What if somebody comes past and damages the flower? 
It needs protection until it's big enough and can't be squashed. 
Oh. 
I think our wall is really good. 
It still needs more protection. 
Go and find some large leaves. 
What for? 
We are going to build a big fence around it and then our flower will be properly protected from absolutely everything. 
Hello, Natalie. 
Oh? 
Let's go and take a look. 
'Everybody wanted to find out what the strange building was for.' 
No peeking, Georgina. Listen to me, everyone. 
Behind this fence is an amazing flower that will open very, very soon. 
It will be beautiful. 
And colourful. 
We want to see it! We want to see it! 
Stop! You will have to go in one by one. 
I'll give you this watermelon if you let me in first. 
I don't really need a watermelon right now. 
Oh! 
But if anybody has any pretty shells, I'll let them in. 
Take it or leave it. Three shells to see my flower. 
She said "my flower." 
Yes. She thinks it's her flower now. 
Come and see the wonder. Come and see my magnificent flower. 
Oh! Where's everybody gone? 
Maybe three shells was too much. 
Can I have my nap now? 
No, Toby, my flower needs care and attention. 
Ahem. Doris, the flower isn't only yours. 
Oh, look, here comes Georgina. 
Hello, Georgina. 
Three shells, just like you said. 
One, two... 
We're first! 
No, I was here first. 
That's my shell. 
No, it's mine. 
It's mine. 
It's mine. 
Stop it. 
It's mine. 
No. It's definitely mine. 
I recognise it and I got here before you. 
Now, now, there's no point in bickering. 
Everybody will get their turn. 
Come on, Toby, I've had enough of this. 
Let's go and build our sandcastle. 
Good idea. 
'Doris lined everyone up.' 
No pushing. You will each get a turn. 
Oh. Is that it, Doris? 
Wait, wait, dear Georgina. 
I shall give you a second entry for free when the flower opens. 
Oh, all right then. 
Oh.
Oh! 
Sorry, Herbert, I'll give you a free entry when the flower opens, but don't tell the others. 
I'm only doing this for you. 
Oh! 
'The flower wasn't happy. 
It was too dark inside the fortress that Doris had built.' 
There's only a wilting plant in there. It's nothing special. 
You tricked us. I want my shells back. 
We want our shells back, Doris. 
Oh! 
Let's go. There's nothing to see here. 
No, wait. Don't go. 
I'll let you see the flower for free. 
Oh! 
'Doris didn't notice how her tears watered the flower and how the light from the sun made it grow taller and stronger.' 
Oh! 
Don't cry, Doris. 
I ruined everything. 
I destroyed the plant and I got cross with you -- my best friends. 
I'm so sorry. 
We can still be friends. 
Look! 
Oh! 
Doris, your flowers are fabulous! 
No, no, they're not mine. 
These flowers are for all of us to enjoy. 
'And so we all watched the beautiful flowers together until the sun set in the desert sky.' 
Thank you for the story, Georgina. 
Come on up, Lucy. 
And hop on the rock. 
Thanks. 
But I'm too tired now. 
You can play tomorrow. 
OK. 
Good night, everyone. 
Sweet dreams, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Whee! 
Hi, Lucy! 
Hello, everyone! 
Georgina, was that you? 
Oh, uh, no, Lucy. Not me! It's, um... 
Me-e-e-e! Gertie! 
Oh. Tee-hee! A goat! 
Nice to mee-ee-eet you, Gertie. 
How did you get up there? 
I just jumped. 
Like this. 
Ooh! 
Wow! That's VERY high up! 
High up? This is nothing. 
You should see the So High Mountains. Now, that IS high up! 
Higher than the Great Red Rock? 
Oh, yes.
Higher than the Blue Mountain? 
Oh, yes!
Higher than the Cloud Tickle Peak? 
Oh, yes! MUCH higher! 
Ooh, would you like to hear a story of the So High Mountains? 
Ooh, yes! 
You'd better come down first, Gertie, so Lucy can hear you properly. 
Here goes. 
I've always felt right at home up in the So High Mountains, where the air is fresh and the grass is yummy. 
You see, all goats are top-notch hoppers, first-rate climbers and champion tumblers.' 
Gertie Goat! She AMAZING! 
Bao Bao wish he could climb up So High Mountains like Gertie. 
Morning, Bao Bao. 
Oh, good morning, Gertie. 
I just watch you climb. 
You AMAZING! 
It must be nice up on So High Mountains. 
Oh, it is. The air's fresh and the grass is yummy. 
Oh, hey, Bao Bao, why don't you come with me tomorrow? 
We can go climbing together! 
Climbing together! 
Oh, but Bao Bao not good climber. 
I'll teach you.
Oh, Gertie! You very kind. 
Mmm! 
Oooh... 
Later that day, I bumped into Cassandra.' 
Good afternoon, Gertie. What are you doing? 
I'm going to take Bao Bao climbing tomorrow. 
Oh, you're taking the panda climbing? 
Are you sure that's a good idea, Gertie? 
Pandas are not exactly made for climbing. 
It'll be fine.
I'll help him.
This climbing trip will end up in disaster. 
If you want MY advice, you'd better tell Bao Bao that the expedition is cancelled. 
What if something went wrong on the trip? Maybe Cassandra was right. 
The next morning, Bao Bao got ready early. 
He was VERY excited about the climbing trip.' 
Bao Bao pack bamboo snack. 
Meanwhile, I was wondering how best to tell Bao Bao that the trip was cancelled.' 
Ooh. Oh, good morning, Gertie! 
This best day of Bao Bao life! 
Hmm... 
Bao Bao was so looking forward to the trip, 
I couldn't bring myself to cancel it.' 
First, Bao Bao eat bamboo snack. 
Mmm! 
Oh... 
Thank you, Gertie. 
Hello, Gertie. 
And, er, hello, Bao Bao. 
How, um, unusual to see you up here. 
Yes, Cassandra. Bao Bao come climbing with Gertie! 
It's SO lovely on So High Mountains! 
Um, yes, it is... lovely. 
If you want my advice, don't climb any higher -- that slope is terribly slippery. 
Don't worry, Gertie will help Bao Bao. 
Well, good luck, I suppose. 
Let's push on. 
Wait. 
First, Bao Bao eat bamboo snack. 
Mmm. Mmm... 
Oh... Mmm? Eurgh... 
Ooh... Ah! 
Silly goat! Tut-tut! I told her, pandas are not made for climbing. 
Greetings. Who comes seeking advice from Confuse-Us the Wise? 
Um, pardon? 
Oh, Cassandra summoned Confuse-Us. 
So Confuse-Us will give advice to Cassandra. 
I don't need advice. There's been a mistake. 
I didn't mean to ring the gong. 
Really. I don't need any advice. 
Stop, Cassandra. 
You give great deal advice to Gertie and Bao Bao. 
But maybe YOU need advice more than your friends. 
Oh, very well then. I'm listening. 
A helping wing moves many a mountain. 
"A helping wing"? 
Huh! That carp is talking nonsense! 
What does he mean by "a helping wing"? 
The mountains can't be moved. Surely? 
You've done very well so far, Bao Bao. 
I'm sure you can do one more jump. 
But this gap is bigger than the others. Too big for Bao Bao. 
Just copy me. One, two, three and whee-hee-hee-hee! 
See! 
Easy-peasy! 
One... two... three... 
And, whoo... 
Oof. Ung... 
It's no good. Bao Bao cannot do big jump. 
But you can, Bao Bao. 
You just need to believe it! 
Um, "a helping wing moves many a mountain". 
"A helping wing"? 
Whoo... 
Come on, Bao Bao. You can do it! 
I know you can! 
"A helping wing moves many a mountain"? 
.. two... three... and jump! 
Oh! Hooray! 
Oh! 
Cassandra! 
Bao Bao and Gertie climb to top of So High Mountain! 
Well done, both of you! 
Thank you. Bao Bao hug Cassandra too. 
Oh... I am so sorry for my thoughtless words earlier. 
Will you accept my apologies? 
Oh, of course, Cassandra. 
Yes! 
Air is fresh up here! 
And the grass is yummy! 
Bao Bao prefer bamboo. 
The mountain trip had been' a fantastic adventure. 
And THAT was a fantastic story. 
I'd love to climb up a mountain too. 
Ah, well, you can practise right now. 
By climbing all the way up to bed! 
Yes! 
All right then. 
Ooh... 
Oh, this is hard! 
You're doing well, Lucy. Keep going. 
You did it! 
Hooray! 
Good night, everyone! 
Sweet dreams. 
Night-night, Lucy. 
Hello! I'm Lucy. 
Whee! 
Oh. 
Whose pretty blanket is this? I've never seen it before. 
Oh, Leopoldo. It's so good to see you. 
Hello, Lucy. It's my blanket. 
Tallulah, the queen of surprises, gave it to me. 
The queen of surprises? I love surprises. 
Tell me more. Please! 
Well, actually, this is the story of Tallulah's surprise present. 
One day, Jazz the jaguar and Adam the armadillo were having lots of fun.' 
Hello, Tallulah. Wow, what are you making? It's really pretty. 
Thanks, Adam. It's a present for Leopoldo the llama. 
Cor. I can go and find him, if you like. 
Please don't. 
It will be such a shame. It's a surprise. 
Oh, really? 
Yes. 
I'm really good as surprises. 
Listen, this is how I want to surprise him. 
What I intend to do is... 
There. 
Now, Leopoldo, I'd like you to close your eyes. 
OK. 
Surprise! 
Thank you, Tallulah. You're the queen of surprises! 
I love surprises. They're so much fun. 
It makes you realise how much others love you. 
Ha... Oh. 
Hmm... Oh... 
What's the matter, Tallulah? 
I've never had a surprise present of my own. 
I don't know what it feels like to get one. 
It's true that you've given us lots of surprises, Tallulah. 
You gave me this wonderful hat. 
And you gave me these fantastic dancing shoes! 
We were all upset that Tallulah was so sad. 
We decided to make her smile again by preparing a brilliant surprise for her.' 
I found something. 
Look at this rock. 
That would be a good surprise for Tallulah, wouldn't it? 
She'll have lots of fun with a rock. 
Good idea, Leopoldo. 
She can climb onto it and see the world from higher up. 
But Tallulah is a bird. She always sees the world from higher up. 
Oh. 
Why don't we vote? 
Who thinks it's a good idea? 
Oh... 
Adam, it's two against one. Sorry. 
This rock will be Tallulah's surprise present. 
OK, then. 
Tallulah! 
Yes? 
Surprise! 
Oh, what? 
Argh! 
So, Tallulah, did you like our present? 
We chose the prettiest rock we could find, just for you. 
Er... Oh. Yes, I like it a lot. 
Thank you so much. 
See? 
Er... 
I think Tallulah really liked her surprise present. 
Er, I'm not so sure. 
Oh, what makes you say that? 
Well, it's just that Tallulah didn't give us her happiest smile. 
Yeah... 
You are right. 
We have to find her another, better surprise. 
Let's go! 
Adam wasn't really convinced that our next idea would make a good surprise.' 
Er... Do you really think Tallulah likes mud? 
She'll love it. Mud's great. 
We love it, don't we, Leopoldo? 
Yeah. 
Oh. I hope you're right, Leopoldo. 
Thank you, Jazz. 
This walk is really cheering me up. 
Oh... 
Isn't that pretty? 
Surprise! 
This is so much fun! 
Oh... Yuck! 
Oh... 
Oh. 
Huh? Has Tallulah gone? 
Without thanking us? Strange. 
What shall we do now? 
Well, we'll just make her another, bigger, better, more surprising surprise. 
Yeah! 
Oh. 
Please tell me where we're going because you have some very strange ideas sometimes. 
Oh, but you'll love this. 
You can open your eyes now, Tallulah. 
But... what is this? 
Surprise! 
Argh! 
Help! 
Help! 
Oh... 
So, flying is great, isn't it? 
I fly every day, you know. 
But not like that. 
Let me guess. You want another go, right? 
But what's the matter, Tallulah? 
Oh... 
You know what? I don't think Tallulah likes surprises. 
We had got it very wrong but we couldn't see what the matter was with our surprises.' 
This is wonderful! 
It smells delicious! 
Surprise! 
Oh. 
Oh! 
Ah! 
Oh! 
Oh. Don't you like this either? 
Yes. 
I'm crying because I'm so happy. 
I love your surprise so much. Thank you. 
Well done, Adam. You gave Tallulah her smile back. 
How did you know Tallulah would like a flower bath? 
Well, I thought of all the surprises that Tallulah has given us. 
Oh. Why? 
Because the person giving the surprise puts a bit of themselves in the present. 
Yes, you're right. Like the mud. 
I really like mud. 
And Jazz likes climbing rocks. 
But you got her flowers. 
Of course! 
Tallulah always decorates our surprise presents with flowers. 
And that's how Tallulah the toucan got a surprise present which was just perfect for her.' 
A bath with sweet-smelling flowers. 
That story makes me want to surprise someone.
Oh? 
Whoo! 
Good night, everyone. 
Goodnight, Lucy. 
64.64.64 Zoo Lane
64.64.64 Zoo Lane
Hello, I'm Lucy
I live at 64 Zoo Lane
And I have some very special neighbors.
Look!
There's one with a hump
And one who can jump
And one who is, well, a little bit round
64.64.64 Zoo Lane
Some like it hot
And some like it chilly
And some like it both ways
And that's a bit silly
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Some are friendly
Some are scary
But one thing is sure
Not one is ordinary
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Some are spotty
Some are stripy
And prickly, and woolly, and furry, and slimly
Some are quite big
And some are very small
And the last one's Georgina
Who's incredibly tall
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Bedtime Lucy
OK mom.
The story of Nelson the Elephant
Oh... where is everybody?
Over here!
No... not over there, over here!
And here!
Oh come on...
I know you're here somewhere!
Haha fooled you didn't we?
Not at all.
I knew you were hiding all the time.
Oh no you didn't!
Oh yes I did.
Oh no you didn't!
Oh yes I did.
Will you please be quiet!
If you carry on like this you'll wake the neighbours.
Sorry Nelson...
Oh, it's all right Lucy.
But we mustn't be too noisy, after all, it is the middle of the night.
You're right, we must think about others sometimes...
Ha Ha you can talk Nelson... once upon a time you were noisier then all of us put together.
Oh no I wasn't.
Oh yes you were!
Oh no I wasn't.
Shhh...
I want to listen to Georgina!
Ulp... Sorry...
This story happened a long time ago when Nelson was still young and lived in Africa.
Nelson used to start the day with a big yawn.
Followed by a good scratchagainst the Baobab tree...
Ah! That's better!
And then breakfast!
Nelson always had baobab leaves for breakfast.
He liked them because they were nice and juicy, but they were also very small so he had to eat a lot of them to fill his big elephant tummy.
But after he'd eaten his breakfast
Nelson could never think of anything to do.
Nothing exciting ever happens around here!
I'm bored.
Tuut!
Very bored!
Very, very bored!
I wonder what would happen if I jumped down here?
Well...
There's only one way to find out!
One... Two... Three...
Wow! This is exciting!
Umpa umpa do anotherjumpa!
Yeah, this is great!
Umpa umpa I like to jumpa!
Nelson thought it was such great fun to play the Umpa Jumpa game.
But what would the other animals think of it?
Oh no!
Whatever can be happening it feels like an earthquake!
Nathalie the Antelope didn't like
Nelson's Umpa Jumpa game.
Mmmmmmmm
Help... my baby!
Oooh that was close!
Audrey the Ostrich didn't like it either.
And Reginald the Lion?
Right that's it!
Well he got very cross!
So Reginald, Audrey and Nathalie went to find out where the noise was coming from.
Look! Over there!
Umpa umpa I like to jumpa!
It's Nelson!
One... Two... Three...
Uhumm excuse us Nelson!
Oh, hi!
I 've invented a great new game.
It's called Umpa Jumpa...
Wanna join in?
No we don't!
In fact we came here to ask you to stop jumping.
But it's fun!
No it's not! It's a nuisance!
Some of us have eggs to look after you know!
Yes, and some of us have delicate knees.
And some of us need our afternoon nap... and if we don't get our afternoon nap we get unreasonably grumpy.
Afternoon nap, how boring!
Playing Umpa Jumpa is much more exciting!
I'm not going to stop... Sorry!
I forbid you to jump!
You can't ff-forbid me anything because I'm bigger than you!
In fact I'm bigger than the three of you put together!
So there!
The other animals were not very happy.
He's so selfish...
Not nice at all!
He needs to be taught a lesson!
So they thought of a plan.
In the middle of the night, when Nelson was fast asleep,
Audrey, Nathalie and Reginald collected all the twigs and branches they could find.
They worked all through the night.
Until the sun rose...
That's better.
Umpa Umpa I like to jumpa!
Umpa Umpa I like to Jumpa!
The animals had built a trampoline.
Hey? What's happening, help!
I can't stop bouncing!
Somebody help me please!
We'll help you... if you promise never to jump again!
What! Never ever?
Never ever!
But I'll be bored.
And I hate being bored...
Aaaaaah...
Maybe we are being a bit too hard on him.
Uhum!
We 've come up with a compromise.
A what?
A compromise:
A solution that's good for us and good for you too!
You have to stop jumping... but in return we will play another game with you.
Oh...
OKAY!
I promise.
I promise!
Will you help me know?
Ouch my bottom!
What game shall we play?
Umm... Snakes and ladders!
So Reginald made some ladders... and the others caught some snakes.
OucH!
And they played snakes and ladders together.
So that' the end!
I hope you realise this story has been greatly exaggerated!
You silly elephant.
I still love you, you know!
Oh... well then... Uhumm...
I think it's time for bed now, young lady!
Goodnight Nelson.
Goodnight Lucy.
Sleep tight.
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Hello, I'm Lucy
I live at 64 Zoo Lane
And I have some very special neighbors.
Look!
There's one with a hump
And one who can jump
And one who is, well, a little bit round
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Some like it hot
And some like it chilly
And some like it both ways
And that's a bit silly
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Some are friendly
Some are scary
But one thing is sure
Not one is ordinary
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Some are spotty
Some are stripy
And prickly, and woolly, and furry, and slimly
Some are quite big
And some are very small
And the last one's Georgina
Who's incredibly tall
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Bedtime Lucy
OK mom.
The Story of Kevin the Crocodile
Hi everyone!
Hi Lucy.
Hi Lucy.
Shoosh! I heard something.
Listen...
Stupid cutesy animals.
Always trying to be sweet and fluffy.
Nibbling peanuts and smiling.
Hello. What's your name?
I'm Victor.
Victor the Crocodile.
Having a nice party are we?
Tell me, how come
I never get invited to these little get-togethers?
Because you are mean and nasty!
I 'm a crocodile you nitwits!
I'm supposed to be mean and nasty.
Are all crocodiles like you?
Sure! All proper crocodiles are maliciously mean and nauseatingly nasty!
Except Kevin of course.
But then he's not a real crocodile!
What do you mean?
Kevin's just a softie...
About as scary as a cucumber.
Definitely not a proper crocodile!
I want you to tell me all about him!
And why should I do that?
Because you can only join our party if tell me a story.
That's the rule!
Isn't that so?
That's right!
Yeah, Yeah.
Come on Ray.
All right then.
I'll tell you a story.
Yeah!!!
But don't expect any happy endings!
One day I was floating around in the river, having fun, you knowbullying butterflies, terrorising tiny tadpoles.
Anyway like I said I was floating around in the river and then I saw this little crocodile...
So what shall we play today?
Hide... and... seek!
OK. I'll count to ten.
One...
Two... Three...
Four...
Five... six... seven... eight... nine
Ten!
I'm coming.
Ready or not!
Can't you try a little harder,
Toby?
But I ran as fast as I could...
I wonder where Kevin is.
The little croc was hiding in the reeds.
It was time for me to make my move...
Hey. Psst!
Yes you, what's your name?
I'm Kevin, Kevin the Crocodile.
You call yourself a crocodile?
Don't make me laugh!
But I am a crocodile!
Listen mate, if you're a crocodile how come you're playing with a duck and a tortoise?
They are my friends.
See? I knew you weren't a real crocodile.
Wanna learn how to be a real croc?
Uh huh!
Follow me then!
But what about Doris and Toby...
Kevin?
Forget them! You're with me now!
Kevin? Kevin?
I thought it was time for Kevin to have some crocodile lessons.
First lesson.
Real crocodiles are mean and nasty.
Let's start with the eyes.
I'll show you.
Victor?
Now it's your turn Kevin!
Not bad. Not bad!
Now go and scare a small helpless animal.
Like what?
A duck for example.
Or a tortoise...
No buts. You wanna be a real croc, right?
Uh, huh!
Off you go then!
Oh, look! Kevin's back.
Hi Kevin.
I get it...
We're playing funny faces, right!
I can do better than that!
Your turn, Toby.
You're supposed to be scared of me!
But you're our friend.
Why should we be scared of you?
I'm a crocodile, dummy, that's why!
Don't call Toby a dummy!
Hey, where are you going?
I'm going to see Victor.
He's a real crocodile and my best friend.
Kevin! Come back! Kevin!
Kevin still had a lot to learn!
I decided to teach him lesson number two:
The Grin.
The what?
The Grin! Watch this.
HA!
Show'em all those big white choppers!
Great grin, croc!
Go for it!
Your turn, Toby!
Huh?
HA!
Hahahaha!
Hahahahaha!
Hey! Wait a minute!
This isn't funny.
I'm a croc and I'm mean and nasty!
No, you're not.
You're cute and hahaha... funny!
And you, you're just a stupid duck!
Oh, is that so?
Suit yourself, Mr Croc-o-dile.
Let's go, Toby.
Kevin wasn't very good at learning, but I decided to give him anther chance.
Maybe it's time I taught you some Tail Splashing...
Watch this!
Wow! I want to try that too!
Mean and nasty!
I'm a croc and I'm mean and nasty!
Mean and nasty! Mean and nasty!
Row, row, row the boat gently down the stream...
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.
I'm a croc and I'm mean and nasty!
Mean and nasty! Mean and nasty!
Row, row, row the boat gently down the stream, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.
Mean and nasty! Mean and nasty!
Okay! Let's see who can make the biggest Splash!
Ouch!
Wheee!
I didn't mean to hurt you, Kevin.
I'm sorry.
Kevin...
That's when I realised normal lessons didn't work for Kevin.
I would have to show him myself!
You're not really going to hurt anyone, are you?
Victor?
Oh look, there's Kevin...
And he's brought his big brother!
I'm really scared now!
Hang on a minute speedy.
I want a word with you.
Let Toby go, you horrible brute!
Help, Kevin. Help!
Now look here!
What are you playing at!
I think I'll just be my friendly self from now on...
What do you think?
Yeah!!!
Let's play hide and seek!
I'll count to ten.
Maybe we should let Toby count because he can't run very fast.
Good idea!
One... Two...
Three...
That's enough Toby.
You can come and look for us now.
Okay!
And they lived happily ever after.
That was a great story.
And it had a happy ending after all!
Depends how you look at it.
Goodnight Victor!
Goodnight.
Sleep tight!
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Hello, I'm Lucy
I live at 64 Zoo Lane
And I have some very special neighbors.
Look!
There's one with a hump
And one who can jump
And one who is, well, a little bit round
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Some like it hot
And some like it chilly
And some like it both ways
And that's a bit silly
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Some are friendly
Some are scary
But one thing is sure
Not one is ordinary
64.64.64 Zoo Lane
Some are spotty
Some are stripy
And prickly, and woolly, and furry, and slimly
Some are quite big
And some are very small
And the last one's Georgina
Who's incredibly tall
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Bedtime Lucy
OK mom.
The Story of Joey the Kangaroo
Hi, Lucy.
Hi, everyone.
And how's our little Lucy today?
School wasn't so good...
Why? What's the matter?
Well... to start with I'm on reading book number three and my best friend is on book five.
That's not so bad.
And I came third in the spelling test.
That's not so bad either!
And I'm the worst at skipping in the whole class.
Gasp! Gosh ooo-er tut-tut, that's terrible!
Oh no!
I know.
No worries mate!
Who said that?
I did...
I'm Ribit the Frog
G'day!!
Now what's all this I hear about you not being able to skip?
I just can't seem to get the hang of it.
We'll soon fix that...
My friend Joey had exactly the same problem...
Let me tell you about it...
Joey was a little kangaroo who lived in Australia.
When he was born he was so small he couldn't do anything by hinself.
His mum had to carry him in her pouch wherever she went.
G'day, Janet!
G'day, Julie!
How's little Joey today?
He's fine...
My Jimmy's just started teething.
Show us your teeth, Jimmy!
They grow up so fast, don't they?
Tell me about it!
It seems like only yesterday
I had my first.
Ouch!
Stop it, you two. Behave!
Look.
There's Janice with the triplets.
Yeah! Yeah!
G'day Janice!
Hi girls.
Gosh! I can't wait for these three to start jumping by themselves.
It won't be long before all our Joeys start to jump now.
Yeah, mmm mmm.
Then came spring.
Spring is a very important time for little kangaroos.
That's when they leave their moms pouches and start to jump.
Hey Joey what you doing?
We're practising for the Junior Jump.
At Tucker Tucker Billabong.
How about you?
Nah... he's too young
I'm not too young... look.
Aaah!
Hahaha! Joey's got flat feet.
Joey can't ju-ump!
Joey can't ju-ump!
Ah Joey, there you are!
I was looking for you.
It's time for your first jumping lesson.
Just look at your dad!
Joey's dad was a champion bouncer.
No kangaroo could jump higher than him.
That's how ya do it.
Now it's your turn, son.
But I can't jump.
What do you mean, you can't jump?
Of course he can jump!
Just try Joey...
My son can't jump.
I don't believe it!
Now Ray, don't be too hard on the boy.
He'll learn when he's ready.
Don't you worry, Joey.
Oh my, oh my, it's getting a bit wet down here!
The rainy season must be early this year.
Gidday Son! I'm Ribit,
Ribit the Frog!
Hey there, little roo.
Don't cry -- here -- Watch this!
Ribit!
Hahaha!
Sorted... No use cryin' mate.
I'll solve your problems!
But I have a greaat big problem... that no one can solve.
Wanna bet? Tell uncle Ribit all about it.
I can't jump...
Can't jump?
A kangaroo that can't jump... impossible... Wait here!
These are my jumping boots.
They helped me jump when I was little.
You can borrow them if you like...
It won't work.
I'll never be able to jump!
Go on, give it a try!
And now jump! Jump!
You can do it, Joey! Just try!
Oh!
I did it! I jumped!
Yeah!
Higher... and higher... and higher!
Joey practised all night...
And in the morning he bounced right back to his mum and dad...
Mum, dad, look! I can jump!
Oh Joey!
Now we can enter you for the Junior Jump!
Kangaroos came to the Tucker Tucker Billabong from miles around.
All the young roos were there with their mums and dads, grannies, grandads, aunties and uncles.
It was the event of the year...
My Joey, he's only this big, but boy can he bounce!
Look there he is! Joey!
What are you doing here?
You can't jump.
Joey can't ju-ump!
Joey can't ju-ump!
Those big boots'll slow ya down!
G'dday everyone...
Quiet please.
Quiet!!
That's better. G'dday everyone
Let's give a big welcome to all those little roos who are here for the juniorjump.
OK... let's get started... who's first?
Next!
Next!
Oooh...
Next!
I can do better than that!
Beat that flat feet!
Next!
It's our Joey's turn...
What a performance!
I've never seen a young roo jump that high!
But he's wearing special boots.
That's not fair!
Special boots?
Mmmm... You're right.
Here mate... what are you up to?
They're my jumping boots.
Ahh... no son.
Jumping boots are not allowed.
No worries Joey!
You can jump without the boots.
But how?
They're only beginners boots.
You don't need 'em now!
Attention everyone...
I want to jump without my boots...
Can I?
Please please Mr. Platypus?
Give him a chance.
Well... Allright then.
Thanks Mr. Platypuss!
And the winner of the Junior Jump is...
Joey!
I knew you could do it, son!
Ribit! Ribit! Ribit!
Ribit!
That was a great story Ribit!
Ribit!
Ribit!
And now you're jumping straight to bed!
No! This is too much fun!
Hey, I want to jump with Ribit!
Goodnight Lucy!
Goodnight Ribit!
Sweet dreams!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, Lucy!
Hi, Molly and Nelson.
Hi, Giggles and Chickles and Georgina and Boris.
I'd like to tell a story tonight.
Ooh, your stories are boring!
It's OUR turn tonight!
Yeah, we know lots of stories -- scary stories.
Exciting stories.
Funny stories! -- Surely it's MY turn.
You told a story yesterday!
That's not fair.
Stop it. That's enough.
I think it's Boris's turn to tell me a story.
Me?
But I don't know any stories. I'm a bear of few words.
You see? He's useless at telling stories.
No, he's not. He's just shy.
Come on, Boris, tell us a story.
Well... I suppose I COULD tell you the story of Snowbert.
Snowbert? That's a funny name.
Is he a bear like you?
Well, yes and no. He's a bear, but not a bear like me.
Snowbert is a big, white polar bear.
Snowbert lived just around the corner from the North Pole in a house he built of snow.
What shall we do today, Snowbert?
Uh... we could play a game of dominoes.
Good idea!
Because he lived on his own,
Snowbert often talked to himself.
Hey, your turn, Snowbert.
I've won again! Better luck next time, eh, Snowbert?
Snowbert was also a sculptor.
He was very proud of all the snow sculptures he'd made but sometimes he wished he had a friend to show them to.
One morning, Snowbert decided to go fishing.
I've had enough fish for a week.
How about you, Snowbert?.. So have I.
Huh?
Huh?
Oh, wrong hole!
Sorry!
Please don't go.
But you're a polar bear. You'll eat me!
I won't eat you. I'm a fishetarian.
You? A fishetarian?
I only eat fish. Fish for breakfast, fish for lunch, and fish for dinner.
Oh, yes, and fish for that tasty snack that keeps you going.
You're not a fish, are you?
Of course not! I'm a seal. Sidney the seal.
My name is Snowbert. Will you be my friend?
OK. Shall we play a game?
I've got some dominoes.
Yeah!
I have the DOUBLE fish.
That's not how seals play dominoes. Watch...
Why are you putting those dominoes in a row, Sidney?
You'll see. Ready?
Go!
Yippee! That was fun.
Now let's play dominoes the Snowbert way.
And so they did. They played dominoes all day.
When the sun set, Sidney had to go home, but he promised to come back the next morning.
Bye!
I think I have a friend.
Yes, I think you're right.
Now you won't have to talk to yourself any more.
The next morning, Snowbert took Sidney to see his snow sculptures.
Wow! These are great!
You're a real artist.
Oh, it's easy, really.
I have an idea. Stay here.
Hurry up. I can't stay still much longer.
Almost finished!
Ready!
I haven't got a big tummy like that!
Yes, you have.
Now let's have some fun!
Yeah!
We'll ALWAYS be friends, won't we, Sidney?
Always.
Promise?
Promise.
But one cold, winter morning... the hole had disappeared. It was frozen.
Sidney!
Snowbert couldn't find Sidney anywhere.
And Sidney couldn't find Snowbert anywhere.
I wonder if I will ever see Sidney again.
He promised we'd always be friends.
You're talking to yourself again.
Sorry.
It was mid-winter, and the days were as dark as the nights.
Snowbert waited for the sun to rise.
He waited... and waited... and WAITED... and then he fell asleep.
Snowbert woke up on a warm, spring morning.
Oh!
The hole in the ice was back, only now it was a lot bigger.
Sidney?
I thought I would never see you again.
I promised I'd be back and I always keep my promises.
Oh, Sidney.
I'm so happy to see you.
I'm happy to see you, too. Look!
I've brought some friends to play.
And that's exactly what they did.
From that day on,
Snowbert was never lonely any more.
That was a nice story.
Not bad at all for a bear of few words.
It's made me feel a cold, though. Brr!
I think I'd like to go to my warm bed now. Good night, Boris.
Good night, Lucy.
< Good night, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have special neighbours.
Hi, Lucy!
Hi, everyone. 
What's the matter, Lucy?
I had a bad day. We all have them. 
I don't. Do you, Giggles?
Some tickles!
Oh, stop it!
Hey, what's happening? Put us down!
Do you want to tell Molly what's wrong? 
Well...
Something happen at school? 
Katy and Samantha said my hair is like straw.
You have beautiful hair. -- You're pretty, sweet and clever.
You've got lots to be proud of. 
Never mind what people say.
Let me tell you the story of Henrietta, my cousin, in Africa.
Listen...
Henrietta lived in the Zamban River with the other hippos.
It was nice there.
There were no crocodiles, so the hippos could splash happily.
Henrietta wasn't like the other hippos. She was... hairy.
Henrietta's hairy! Henrietta's hairy! Henrietta's hairy!
Henrietta felt sad when the other hippos laughed at her.
They don't like me!
I want to live somewhere where the animals are nice to me.
Maybe I could live in the desert.
In the desert, it was hot, very hot.
Henrietta thought about the river.
How nice it would be to splash in the water with the other hippos.
There was no water. Only a lot of sand.
Hello. I'm Dennis the dromedary.
I'm Henrietta Hippo from the Zamban River.
The others don't like me because I'm hairy. I'm looking for a new home.
It's too hot here. Do you know a place I would like? 
Yes, I do.
Follow me.
Henrietta couldn't keep up with Dennis. She got very hot.
Wait for me! 
Why don't you walk in my shadow? It's a bit cooler there.
How's that? 
Much better, thanks.
Dennis and Henrietta kept walking until they arrived at the jungle.
Here we are. Hope you'll like it.
Must be off. I've got some sand to see. 
Bye!
Oh!
The jungle was full of sounds and colours.
How pretty!
I'm Giggles. And I'm Tickles. Catch us if you can!
Oh-h... no-o!
We'll soon get you free.
What's your name?
Henrietta Hippo. I'm looking for a new home.
We know a lovely place.
Follow us!
Here we are. The Blue Mountain! 
Oh-h!
Bye, and good luck!
Henrietta went to find a home on top of the Blue Mountain... where the air was fresh and cool and calm.
But first she had to climb over a heap of big, wobbly boulders.
Then, just as she stepped on the last and wobbliest boulder...
Wah! Ouch! Oh!
But Henrietta didn't give up.
She climbed and clambered and struggled and scrambled.
Finally, she made it to the top.
Wow!
What a view!
Henrietta could see the jungle and the desert... and far, far away, the hippos splashing in the Zamban River.
I wish I could go back home, but the others will laugh at my ugly hair.
Ugly hair?! You have beautiful hair. 
You think so?
Yes. You just need a new hairdo. Leave it to the snip-snip bird.
Done! 
How do I look?
Like a hippo princess. 
Wow!
Now I can go back to the others.
Thank you, snip-snip bird. Bye.
Henrietta made the long journey down the mountain, through the jungle... and across the desert, all the way back to the Zamban River.
Yoo-hoo! 
It's Henrietta! She looks like a princess.
Where have you been? We missed you.
I was in the desert and the jungle, got caught in a spider web. 
Wicked!
I climbed the Blue Mountain.
There the snip-snip bird gave me my... princess hairdo.
Ow! We won't laugh at you.
Tell us how you escaped from the spider's web!
Well, some monkeys came to my rescue...
And so Henrietta told all her adventures to the other hippos.
Then they all jumped in the river with a great big splash.
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have special neighbours.
Lucy's late.
Where is she?
She should be here by now.
Yes.
Here she comes.
What...?
What...?
Hello, Lucy.
Hello.
She's sleepwalking.
Careful, Lucy... Phew!
Ah!
Ouch! Oh!
Ssh! We mustn't wake Lucy up.
Look out!
Oh, no!
Oh, no!
Fooled you all. I was pretending to be sleepwalking.
Lucy's not allowed to play tricks on us.
WE'RE the ones who do that.
That's how we got our names.
Giggles!
And Tickles!
When we lived in the jungle, we played tricks on all the animals.
We played a trick on Victor the crocodile.
Victor!
What's a handsome crocodile like you doing alone in the river?
A beautiful crocodile has moved into the mud flats.
Hi, I'm Victor.
Hey, you have beautiful eyes.
Don't be shy. You want to get to know Victor better.
Oops. It's just a bit of wood.
Our next victim was Audrey the ostrich.
Audrey had spent all day waiting for her eggs to hatch.
Hello, Audrey. How's things?
Fine. These two will hatch soon.
Audrey, you've laid a hairy egg.
Oh.
So I have!
Audrey was so proud of her new egg, she tried to hatch it.
But it tickled too much.
Oh!
It's just a coconut. I've never been so embarrassed in my life.
Each day, we played bigger and better jokes on our friends.
Until...
What are you doing?
There's a surprise over there.
We're waiting to see it.
Can I wait with you? Yes.
Yes.
What are you doing?
I'm waiting for a surprise.
Can I wait with you?
Of course.
What are you doing?
I'm waiting for a surprise.
Can I wait with you?
Yes.
There was a queue of animals all round the rock.
What are you doing here?
I'm waiting for the surprise.
So am I.
So are we!
Where's the surprise?
We've been waiting for hours.
The surprise is...
We've been playing a trick on you.
The animals had had enough of our tricks, so they thought of a plan.
What are you doing?
I'm laughing.
Laughing at what?
At YOU, of course.
We've not done anything funny yet.
I know!
What's funny about that?
Can't you see? No.
You must have lost your laugh.
No way.
We'd better go and find it.
So we went to look for our laugh.
Zeb, have you seen our laugh?
I've seen no laugh... Have you, Toby?
Me? I haven't seen... anything.
Excuse us, Audrey.
We've lost our laugh.
Have YOU seen it?
Your laugh? No, it's not in my nest. Just an old coconut.
Victor, you must help us.
Have you seen our laugh? We've lost it.
Your laugh? No, it's not in the river. I've only seen a log today.
Maybe our laugh is behind this rock.
This gets funnier and funnier.
No, it doesn't.
It's not funny.
We've got our laugh back.
You're right. What a relief!
Silly monkeys, you never lost your laugh!
We've been playing a trick on YOU.
But why was Harry laughing so much?
Because he's a laughing hyena.
Laughing is my job. I do all sorts.
I'd like a chuckle.
A chortle.
You can all join in the belly laugh!
We all laughed and laughed and laughed.
And we've been laughing ever since.
They're asleep.
Don't wake them.
Ha-ha! Fooled you!
We were only pretending.
Bedtime, Lucy.
Good night, Lucy. Sweet dreams!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
One, two. One, two. One, two.
Lucy, what are you doing? 
Can't you see?
I'm doing exercises. One, two. One, two.
I have to get ready for the race tomorrow.
What race? 
The potato sack race at school. 
Faster, Lucy. 
Faster!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Wait a moment.
Put me down. I have to practise for the race.
Lucy, aren't you taking this all a bit too seriously?
But I want to win.
We all want to win. But you can't always win.
Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose.
The important thing is to have fun. 
You're the snip-snip bird. 
Yes.
I know all about races. Let me tell you a story about Zed the Zebra.
Zed the Zebra was fast. VERY fast.
He was the fastest runner in all of Africa.
Just look at those go-faster stripes!
I'm SO cool.
Hey, Nelson, you're a slow runner, aren't you?
Slow? Me?
I wouldn't say I was slow. In fact, I can run quite fast.
For an elephant. But you CAN'T run as fast as ME.
Says who? 
Says me. I'll race you to the top of that hill.
OK.
Zed liked to race all the animals.
And he beat them all.
NO-ONE is faster than ME.
Until one day...
Hi, everyone. What are you doing?
Hello, Zed. Fancy a race?
Another race? But I've already beaten you all.
This isn't just any old race.
This is a special race. An obstacle course.
Special race or not, I'll still win.
I'm the one with the go-faster stripes, remember?
We'll see.
And so, everyone got ready for the race.
Attention, everyone! 
Where's Zed?
Here he comes. 
Keep it up, Natalie.
Maybe YOU two should go on a diet or something.
Careful, Herbert!
It's not always the fastest runner who wins the race.
Attention! I will be giving the start signal in just a second.
Everybody ready? 
Yes.
Attention! Go!
Zed the Zebra has taken the lead.
Georgina is second, with Ronald in third place.
But this is an obstacle course, so anything can happen.
We've come to the first obstacle -- the jungle.
Zed has slowed down. He's not quite sure what to do.
Here come the others. The elephant's in front. Look at that!
Nelson must be the best bulldozer in all of Africa.
Here's Zed again. 
Nice try, Nelson. But I'm still the fastest.
The second obstacle is the river.
Zed has taken the plunge. He's struggling. Here come the others.
But it's Natalie who's jumped into the lead.
She's the best jumper in all of Africa.
I'll show HER who's the fastest.
Bye. I'll see you at the finish.
And, once again, it's Zed in front.
He's racing away. Where's he gone?
Where am I?
It looks like Zed's lost in the great grasses.
Here come the others.
It's this way.
No, that way.
I've got hay fever. Atchoo!
Oh, dear. They're ALL lost now.
All except Georgina.
That way!
And, yes, Georgina has taken the lead.
Georgina is the best pathfinder in all of Africa.
This way! No, that way.
Atchoo!
Atchoo!
But now the zebra's back in the race.
It's Zed neck and neck with Georgina.
Just look at the giraffe's neck. It's SO long. 
Bye.
I'll see you at the finish.
Zed's still winning. He's almost reached the big boulders.
Oh, he's slowed down once more.
The zebra is having problems.
But here comes Ronald.
Ronald is the best boulder-basher in all of Africa.
But Zed is NOT giving up.
He's fast approaching the last obstacle -- the blue mountain.
Blue, green or red, no mountain is going to stop me.
Zed is having problems.
And here come Nelson, Natalie and Georgina.
What are they waiting for?
It's Ronald.
But even Ronald's not strong enough to beat the blue mountain.
We've got a problem.
Hey, there's Herbert! I'd forgotten about him. What's he doing?
Herbert is the best digger in all of Africa.
What a race!
Move it, wobble-bottom!
Herbert is still in the lead, but Zed is hot on his tail.
The gap between them is getting smaller. 
Beat that, short-legs!
Zed has overtaken Herbert. Just look at that!
Way out in front, it's Zed the Zebra.
No-one can possibly catch up now. Zed the Zebra, the fastest runner in all of Africa. He's almost reached the finish.
What's happened? The zebra has stopped at the water hole.
Look at those stripes! No-one's faster than me.
It's a photo finish. Smile!
The winners are... Georgina, Nelson, Natalie, Herbert and Ronald.
And in second place, Zed the Zebra.
The water hole wasn't one of the obstacles, Zed.
I suppose I'm not always the fastest runner.
But you ARE the biggest boaster.
Sorry. 
Zed's learned his lesson.
Three cheers for Zed.
Hip-hip-hooray! Hip-hip-hooray!
Hip-hip-hooray! 
After all, I DID come second. That's not bad.
Ah! I feel tired now. 
I think you need a good night's sleep, so you're fit for the race tomorrow.
That's right. Bedtime, young lady. 
OK.
Good night, everyone. 
Good night, Lucy. And good luck tomorrow.
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Hello, I'm Lucy
I live at 64 Zoo Lane
And I have some very special neighbors.
Look!
There's one with a hump
And one who can jump
And one who is, well, a little bit round
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Some like it hot
And some like it chilly
And some like it both ways
And that's a bit silly
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Some are friendly
Some are scary
But one thing is sure
Not one is ordinary
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Some are spotty
Some are stripy
And prickly, and woolly, and furry, and slimly
Some are quite big
And some are very small
And the last one's Georgina
Who's incredibly tall
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Bedtime Lucy.
OK mom.
The Story of Adam the Armadillo
Hi Lucy!
Hello everyone!
Now, where are you going for your holidays, Lucy?
I'm supposed to go on an Adventure Playday.
Adventure Playday?
That sounds fun!
Can we come too?
It's only for children, silly.
Not for monkeys.
And anyway,
I don't really want to go...
But why not?
Some of the other children could be Older and Bigger than me.
They might be Eight years old!
But it's nice to make new friends,
Lucy.
I'm not sure...
What if the others don't want to play with me?
I'm sure they will!
Sometimes Big kids can be little and little kids can be Big!
Who said that?
I did.
It's a ball... a talking ball!
Wrong! It's me!
Adam the Armadillo!
Would you like to hear my story?
Yes, please!
Better sit down comfortably then!
One day I was climbing up a mountain.
Like all armadillos
I was quite good at climbing, and even better at rolling down!
In the valley below,
I could see Jazz the Jaguar,
Leopoldo the Llama and Dudley the sloth.
They were getting ready to play a game of football.
I wanted to play football too!
Wheee!!!
Hello.
Hey, look who's here!
It's Adam... the marmaladillo!
I'm not a marmaladillo.
I'm an Armadillo!
Hehehehe!
What are you doing here, Adam?
Lost your Mum?
I want to play football!
You? Play football?
Don't make me laugh.
Here, catch this!
Hehehehe!
You can't play football!
Football is for Big animals Only.
Animals like Us!
Definitely not for marmaladillos!
It's armadillo.
Arma-dillo!
So I just sat down quietly and watched the others play.
Oh no!
No more watermelon...
What are we going to do now?
I have an idea...
You wanted to play football didn't you?
Well, now you can...
Oh really? Thanks!
Which team can I be on?
Can I be on your team? Please?
You're not going to be on anyone's team.
You're the... football.
Oh...
Hehehehe!
But I don't want to be the football.
Well, if you're the football this time, next time you can be on my team!
Okay!
Yeah! Goal! One nil!
Hey man, that's not fair...
Ha... ha Tchoo!!
Hey! Stop!
I've caught a cold!
Hatchoo!
Maybe you should roll to your mummy for some medicine.
Hatchoo!
One all!
Watch this!
Hatchoo!
It looks dark and creepy...
The sort of place where monsters live...
And Adam's in there!
We must get him out.
After all, he's only a little animal and we're Big and Brave right?
Yeah! So we should rescue him!
What are you looking at me for?
You go in there!
Me? Why me? You go!
No you!
You!
You!
You!
Stop it! Let's draw straws!
Leopoldo drew the shortest straw.
Go on!
Hello? Adam?
Help!
Uh?
There's a monster in the cave.
It's big and fierce and ugly and it's got a terrible roar!
You've got the next shortest straw!
I'll sort out that monster!
Help!
I suppose it's my turn...
Dudley stayed inside the cave for a very long time...
Help!
Aaah!
We'll have to go in together...
Together we won't be scared.
So that's what Jazz,
Leopoldo and Dudley did.
Stop that noise!
Leopoldo!
I can't help it.
Look, over there!
Adam!
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Hatchoo!!
Don't worry Adam!
We'll save you from the monster.
Monster? What monster?
The terrible monster with the terrible roar!
Hatchoo!
It must be really close!
That's not a monster, silly!
It's just the echo of my sneezes!
Hatchoo!
See? You weren't scared of me were you?
After all, I'm only a little animal and you're all so big!
Hahahaha!
That was the echo too! Haha!
Hahaha! Huhuhu! Hehehe! Hahaha!
So we all went and played football.
But this time I wasn't the ball!
Yeah!
Yeah!
It's time for bed now!
Remember it's adventure time tomorrow.
Goodnight Adam.
Goodnight Lucy.
Sweet dreams!
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Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hello, Georgina. 
Hi, Lucy.
Would you like a SPECIAL slide down tonight? 
Oh, yes, please.
Here we go! 
Yippee!
Yeah! Yeah!!
Hi, Lucy! 
Great. You're so clever, Georgina!
I wish MY neck was bendy like yours.
Ah... Ouch! Oww!
Careful, Lucy. You'll hurt yourself.
I s'pose you have to be a giraffe to do these tricks.
Even giraffes have to be careful.
Remember when Georgina...
Yes. That was REALLY silly.
What was?
MORE than just silly.
That was SERIOUSLY stupid. 
What ARE they talking about?
Well...
Enough secret whispers.
I think Georgina should tell her story out loud so everyone hears.
All right, then.
When I lived in Africa,
I learned to do all sorts of tricks with my long neck.
Bravo! Bravo!
All the animals were VERY impressed with my many talents.
I was a real star.
"Come to the Georgina Giraffe Show today at noon, near the Blue Mountain."
Let's tell everyone! Yeah!
A GIRAFFE show?!
Today, at noon?
Near the Blue Mountain?
Really?! I must tell EVERYONE!
There's a giraffe show.
Today, at noon, near the Blue Mountain.
WE know!
Welcome, everyone! Welcome!
Thank you all for coming to...
MY show, starring... ME -- Georgina Giraffe.
Ouch! It's hot! Owww!
And now for the grand finale.
It's NOT funny. 
Yes, it is.
Serves you right for being such a show-off.
Stop it, everyone. Can't you see Georgina's hurt herself?
Are you all right?
I-I didn't mean what I said about being better than the rest.
I'm sorry. 
Don't worry, I'll fix it.
Oww! Oww!
Not like that, silly. You're making it worse. Let me try.
Maybe some tickles will loosen the knot.
Oh, no...!
Ohh... Ohh... Ohh...
Has anyone got any GOOD ideas? Let's think.
I know.
We could take Georgina to our Uncle Gordon.
Your Uncle Gordon? -- Uncle Gordon is a doctor.
He knows all about knots.
So Giggles and Tickles took me to their Uncle Gordon who lived far away, on the other side of the Blue Mountain.
Lots of animals were waiting to see Dr Gordon.
What's happened to you? 
I was trying to catch a fly.
Me, too!
Anyway, we both tried to catch the same fly and we got our trunks into a bit of a knot.
And the fly got away!
Ahh... Ahh...
Hey, the knot's gone.
Bye!
We had to wait for a long, long time.
Until, finally...
Next, please.
Hi, Uncle Gordon!
Giggles! Tickles! What a surprise!
We brought our friend Georgina. She's not very well.
She's got a knot. 
A knot? You've come to the right place.
Now, let's see what the knot book says... Is it a TWIST knot?
Not.
Or perhaps a flip-flop slipknot.
Or could it be a nutty, naughty knot knotty knot knot knot?
Not.
Hmm... Can you remember what you were doing when you got this knot?
And showing off. 
I see.
It's a big show-off knot.
Don't worry. All you have to do is sing the song again, but, this time, backwards.
But what's "Lah, lah, lah, lah, lah" backwards? 
Um...
Here it says, "Lah, lah, lah" backwards is "Hal, hal, hal".
So that's what you have to sing. 
Oh. Well, I'll try.
This way, Georgina. Through here.
Hoorah!
Thank you VERY much, Dr Gordon!
You're the best!
Later that day, we returned to the savannah.
The animals were SO kind.
They put a show on to cheer me up.
That's when I realised everyone has a special talent. Good night, Lucy.
Sleep well!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone.
Hi, Lucy!
What shall we do tonight?
Hmm...
I know!
Let's all TICKLE each other!
Oh, no, not again!
Oh, well, I'll just... tickle Giggles, then!
Um, let's play hide and seek.
We ALWAYS play hide and seek.
What about Simon Says? -- That's boring!
I know. Let's have... a concert!
Yeah!
But we've no musical instruments. That's true.
If only we had a flute or a trumpet or some drums.
Perhaps I can help.
Who are you?
I'm Herbert.
Herbert, the musical warthog.
Listen...
Music!.. Let me tell you a story.
In the old days, before music was invented, the savannah was a boring place.
Nothing much ever happened, and the animals all did their own thing.
Zed was always running.
1,378...
1,379...
1,380...
Aardvark was only interested in ants.
Oh, look, an ant. Mmm, delicious.
Oh, look ANOTHER ant!
Delicious, mmm... Well, I never, there's another one! Delicious!
Reginald's favourite pastime was dozing in the high grass.
And as for me -- well, I was bored most of the time.
Ho, hum! I'm bored... bored... bored.
Oh! That was weird.
Hmm, this is fun!
Hey! What are you doing, Herbert?
I don't know, but it's good, isn't it?
I think I'm making music.
Music? Cool! Can I join in?
Of course.
Hey, Aardvark! Forget about the ants.
Forget ants? What else is there?
Why don't you play music with us?
Me? How? Just do what comes naturally.
Go on, have a go.
Well, er, I've always liked doing this...
Hey, man, this music thing is cool!
Let's go ask Reginald if he wants to join us.
Hi, there, Reginald!
What's all the noise for?
This isn't noise.
It's music! Do you want to join us?
Certainly not!
It's time for my afternoon nap.
But music is fun!
You'll like it if you try.
No, I won't. Lions don't like fun! Hmph!
Now, go and play music somewhere else.
So, we moved to the waterhole a bit further away.
One, two, three.
Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, ribbit!
The frogs joined in.
Not that noise again!
Will you please be quiet?!
Ribbit! Ribbit!
Quiet! Quiet!
I don't want to hear any more noise.
We DID move further away, Reginald.
Not far enough.
We'll move further away.
MUCH further.
Much, MUCH further.
So much further, you won't hear a thing.
So we moved far, far away to the crater of the old volcano.
Perfect.
We invited all the animals to a concert.
Welcome, everyone, to our concert. On trumpet we've got Arthur.
Zed the zebra's on maracas.
And let's hear it for Herbert, the musical warthog, on drums -- me.
Everyone joined in.
Everyone... except Reginald.
Hmph! That's it! Now I've had enough!
Grrrr!
Yeah, yeah!
Cool!
Grrrr!
Yeah! We want Reginald! We want Reginald!
We want Reginald!
Grrrr!
THEY PLAY A NEW TUNE
Yeah!
And from that day on, everything was different.
The savannah has never been quiet since.
Grrrr!
That was great! Let's sing another song.
Hold on.
It's getting late, and it's nearly time for bed. Make it a lullaby.
Oh, yes... Sing me to sleep.
Ahh!
Good night, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone! 
Hi, Lucy!
Do you like my new bracelet? 
Oh... that's very pretty!
Whose name is that?
It says... E... M... M... A.
Emma!
Was it a present from Emma?
Uh... no. Not really. I borrowed it from her.
So you asked Emma if you could wear her bracelet for a while?
Um... not exactly.
This reminds me of the story of Pauline the Pelican.
Would you like to hear it? 
Well...
Oh, yes...
I think you should. 
All right.
I do love your stories, Molly.
Every day, just as the sun was climbing in the sky,
Pauline the Pelican would go fishing for her breakfast on Waterlily Lake.
One day, the fish were particularly clever and slippery.
No matter how hard she tried, Pauline couldn't catch a thing.
Look out below! Yummy fish in view!
Seamus the Stork wasn't having any trouble finding fish.
He'd caught lots of fish that day already.
One for me... and one for me!
I'll take another one for me! And one for Seamus, of course!
Seamus had caught so many fish, he couldn't carry them all back to his nest!
Well, I suppose I can leave this one behind and come back for it later!
Ready for take-off? Let's go!
Seamus had left behind a very big and tasty fish, and Pauline was feeling hungry.
Oh! That's me tummy rumbling!
Seamus doesn't need this fish. I'll take it and catch one for him later.
I'm sure he won't mind! Anyway, he'll never know.
What a cheek!
Herbert the Warthog was feeling happy.
He's just had a dust bath and found a huge watermelon.
My watermelon! Where's it gone? Where's it gone?
Ooh! What a nasty shock that was!
Naughty watermelon! Hiding from Herbert!
Safe at last! Time for a little trot before lunchtime.
Why not? Then I'll gobble it down!
Pauline thought the watermelon looked delicious.
Ooh! My watermelon!
Where's it gone?
As Pauline flew over the savanna, she spotted Reginald the Lion dozing in the long grass.
Snooze... mmm...
My lovely, tasty bone!
Mmm!
Reginald is fast asleep. I'm sure he won't mind if I eat that bone now and bring him another one later.
Lovely bone! Just for Reggie!
Mmm... Huh?
I don't believe it!
Pauline's beak was so full of food, she couldn't fly.
She had to walk the rest of the way back home.
Hello?
Anyone at home?
Good evening, Pauline.
We're not disturbing your tea, or anything?
Actually, we've come to warn you! Mm? 
It seems... 
Someone wolfed my watermelon!
I'd buried it in the safest place in the whole savanna!
Now it's gone! It's not fair!
Someone has been taking food without asking. lost a bone!
I lost a fish! 
I lost the juiciest watermelon in the whole world!
So be on your guard, Pauline Pelican. Don't leave any food lying around.
Or you might be next! 
Even hiding it in holes doesn't help!
Well, we'll leave you to get on with whatever you were doing.
Just thought we'd warn you.
Bye!
Mmm... mmm!
Pauline felt very guilty, and wished she'd never taken the food.
Even though she was so hungry that her tummy was rumbling, she decided to give the food back to her friends.
This'll be hard. If Reginald catches me with his bone, I'm in trouble.
Oh, well, here goes...
It was very dark when Pauline finally got home.
She hadn't eaten anything all day, but she was happy that all the food was back where it belonged and she fell into a deep sleep.
Eh?
Wakey, wakey, Pauline! 
What's happening?
Is it someone's birthday? 
No! 
And it's not Christmas?
No! -- So...?
We decided we had so much food, we'd share it and have a party!
The cake is for you, our favourite pelican.
I don't know what to say!
How about..."Let's eat"?
Yeah, let's go down to the lake and eat our cake.
Fishes and cream! Oh...! Yippee! Yeah!
Pauline was very happy. 
And Seamus, Reggie and Herbert were happy too.
And they all had lots to eat!
I think I'll give Emma her bracelet back tomorrow. 
Good idea!
I'll make her a cake, like they did for Pauline! 
With fishes and cream?!
I don't think so! I want her to stay my friend!
It's much too late for baking cakes now. Time for bed, I think.
Thanks for the story. Good night!
Good night, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Whoops! Almost dropped it.
Dropped what? What have you got?
A banana sandwich.
A banana sandwich?!
Something smells good.
Isn't it rather late to be eating a sandwich?
I suppose so, but I was hungry, so I thought I'd have a midnight feast.
That sandwich really does smell delicious.
Hi, Boris. Would you like a piece?
Oh, I couldn't, not unless you insisted.
Some animals do anything for a snack.
Boris has already eaten a HUGE dinner today and two teas and three suppers. Haven't you, Boris?
I'm a growing bear.
All this talk of food reminds me of the story of the juicy fruit tree.
The whaty-what tree?
The juicy fruit tree.
Its fruit is the biggest, knobbliest, most delicious...
Tell Lucy the whole story.
We might even take Boris's mind off banana sandwiches for a while.
Good idea.
Every seven years, the juicy fruit tree bears a juicy fruit.
It's the biggest, knobbliest, most delicious fruit in the whole wide world, so when Zed the zebra saw the juicy fruit... he couldn't wait to tell all the other animals.
Who's that?! -- It's Zed, and he's in a hurry.
The juicy fruit tree is in flower!
Huh? What? -- Is it that time already?
Are you sure?
No doubt about it. I was galloping past when...
HUH?!
I saw this big, knobbly fruit at the top of the juicy fruit tree.
What colour was it?
Bright red.
Hooray!
I'm going to have the largest piece of juicy fruit.
Huh?! I have a long neck.
It's a long way to my tummy.
Nonsense! Elephants are the biggest, so they need the most to eat. Everyone knows that!
Hold on a minute! I saw it first and ran all the way to tell you all, so I deserve the biggest slice.
There are two of us -- me and the Tick-tick bird.
The Tick-tick bird doesn't count. He only eats... ticks.
WE deserve the most cos we'll climb the tree to pick the juicy fruit.
Yes! Fruit pickers come first!
Er, excuse me. A word of caution -- the juicy fruit tree produces a juicy fruit every seven years.
Yes.
Huh?
Before it drops down and turns into green, gooey slime.
Eurgh! Yuk!
Take it easy, tortoise. We'll pick the fruit tomorrow, nice and early.
The animals slept soundly that night, dreaming of the juicy fruit.
They slept so well that by the time they woke up, the sun was high in the sky.
We're late!
I knew this would happen.
Chill out. We've got loads of time. Well, WE have.
By the time Toby gets there, it'll be too late!
Toby had short legs and a heavy shell to carry, but he hurried after them as fast as he could.
This won't be easy. The sun's going down and we only have a couple of hours before the juicy fruit drops down
Yuk!
Don't worry. I can get it. Stand back.
Hey! Here!
Nice try, Ronald.
We'll have to think of something else.
A job for Giggles and Tickles. Monkeys to the rescue!
Ouch!
The tree was so slippery, that it was impossible to climb.
Let me try.
We're running out of time.
Go, Nelson, go!
Oops!
Aww! Never mind. You almost did it.
We'll never get the juicy fruit off.
Er...
The biggest, knobbliest, most delicious fruit in the world and we can't reach it!
But help was on the way.
What this needs is teamwork. -- Teamwork?! What's that?
Working together.
If we work together, we'll be able to reach.
Let's try.
Yeah, man. Teamwork. Let's go for it.
So the animals built an animal tower.
Watch where you're putting your feet!
Sorry. This is fun!
Remember, we're a team. Can you reach it?
Er... not quite.
Audrey looked at the tree and the fruit and realised there was only one thing for it.
She would have to climb up to the top.
I can't quite!
Oh, we're SO close!
But not close enough.
Let's stand on tiptoe. -- Good idea.
So the animals tried again.
If I can just stretch a little bit further...
I-I think I'm going to sneeze!
Don't you dare!
Sorry.
And the animals tried again.
Only a few minutes left.
And I still can't reach it. What are we going to do?
Hello, everyone. Sorry I'm late. Need a hand?
Toby!
Toby knew just what to do.
He climbed up Nelson's trunk, over Ronald's horn, along Zed's stripes, up Giggles' tail, until finally he was sitting on Audrey's head.
I can reach it! I can reach the juicy...
Oh, no!
Well caught, Toby!
Top tortoise.
Yeah!
This is the best juicy fruit ever.
Hooray!
Brilliant story.
I wish there was a juicy fruit tree in my garden.
Me too!
If we find one, we'll let you know and have a juicy fruit picnic.
That would be fun.
But now I think it's time for bed, or it'll soon be breakfast time.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone!
Hello! Anyone at home?
It's Lucy! I've arrived!
Ooh, it tickles! 
Serves you right! It's as if you didn't recognise me.
Well... You do look, em...
Yes? 
Different.
Actually, Lucy, you look very grown-up.
That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say.
I want to look grown-up! Grown-ups stay up late and boss people around!
Oh, no!
Don't blush, Lucy! Sometimes we all wish we were someone different.
I wish I was Tickles. He knows the best jokes.
Sometimes, I wish I was as big and strong as Nelson!
And once, I wished I could fly like a bird.
Now, you're making fun of me!
No, we're not!
It's true! 
Nelson did want to be a bird!
It was a long time ago... but, yes... I was a bird for a day.
I still hold the long-distance flying record for elephants!
Really? 
Go on, Molly, you tell the story. 
All right, then.
Nelson was always busy doing "elephanty" things.
He was big and strong and helped the other animals.
Oh, no...!
Nelson was so good at doing "elephanty" things, that he got a bit bored.
Oh, this is all too easy!
I need a new challenge.
And that's when Nelson spotted a weaverbird.
Oh, thanks!
What are you doing? 
I'm making a nest.
All birds have nests. They're nice and comfy to sleep in.
Could I build one? 
I suppose so. It would have to be big!
That's OK -- I've got all day!
So, Nelson started to build a nest.
Uh...!
Nelson liked his nest very much!
I want to be a bird!
His friend, the weaverbird, agreed to give Nelson a few lessons.
First, the weaverbird showed Nelson how to flap his wings.
Nelson didn't have wings to flap so he flapped his ears instead...
Oh...!
But that didn't work.
The weaverbird mentioned feathers.
Feathers? 
They help birds to fly!
You need lots and lots of feathers.
Here's one to get you started.
So Nelson borrowed a feather from each of his bird friends.
Ouch!
At last! I'm a bird!
I'm a bird! I'm a...!
Nelson thought he would never be able to fly!
Here, Nelson! Come and look at this!
Uh... It's a tree!
I've seen one before!
This just isn't any old tree!
This is a helicopter tree!
A helicopter tree?
Here...! Watch this!
The seed of the helicopter tree gave him a brilliant idea.
What you making, Nelson?
You'll see.
What do you think of my helicopter blades? 
But they're banana leaves!
Give it a spin and then stand well back!
Be careful, Nelson!
Ooh, I'm flying!
Well done, Nelson!
This is great! You get such a good view from up here!
Hello, Audrey!
Oh...!
Oh, hello, Nelson!
Hello, weaverbird! 
Yoo-hoo!
But soon, Nelson began to take being a bird a bit too seriously.
He tried to hatch some watermelons.
Oh...!
Ooh...!
He wanted to catch worms like the weaverbird.
Worms were a bit small for him but snakes were just the right size.
It got really bad when he tried to beat the world long-distance flying record!
Is this a good idea?
I'm not an elephant any more -- I'm a bird now! I've practised very hard!
It's very windy! 
Huh! We birds don't mind a little breeze!
The wind caught Nelson and he flew high up into the air.
Then, the wind began to blow even stronger!
Oh... oh...! Look out...!
Woh...!
Ahem! Dangerous flying, ignoring a traffic signal, failing to report an accident with a flamingo
AND landing in a manner such as to endanger other animals!
Nelson realised that he wasn't really a very good bird.
The animals thought of a plan to make Nelson feel better again.
Oh, my! Oh, my! Oh, my!
Oh, dear! 
Oh, my! 
Oh, dear!
What's going on down there?
A big boulder rolled in front of King Snake's burrow.
It's heavy! No-one can lift it. I'm off to get help.
I could move it.
No, you're a bird -- birds can't shift boulders!
No, I'm not! I'm an elephant!
I feel better already!
Oh! 
Oh!
Thank you, Nelson.
Nelson was helping the others by doing things only an elephant can do and he was happy again.
It is with great pleasure, I accept this award for long-distance flying.
But... I have decided that the sky is for the birds.
From now on, I will be an elephant again!
All the animals were pleased to have back the old Nelson again.
That's amazing, Nelson! You actually learned to fly!
Whee...! I'm an elephant bird!
I like you better as big, strong Nelson, the elephant.
And we like you just the way you are.
Not too grown-up!
Everybody's special.
Especially you!
Good night, everyone. 
Good night, Lucy!
I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have some very special neighbours. Look.
Hi, everyone! 
Hi, Lucy!
Aaah!
Oh! 
Lucy. 
It's only a little spider.
That spider's not little. It's big and hairy and scary.
Since when have you been afraid of spiders? 
I saw a scary film on TV about big hairy ones that bite. 
Not all spiders are mean.
This one's very friendly.
See? 
Ah! Get it away from me!
Lucy's a scaredy-cat!
Now, now, everybody's afraid of something, but even the shyest animals overcome their fears.
Toby the Tortoise? 
Please tell me that story, Nelson.
Mm, Toby was so scared of thunderstorms and those happen a lot in Africa.
None of the animals like them very much, so when a dark cloud covered the sky everyone ran for cover.
But Toby couldn't run fast enough.
Oh, no...
Leave me alone... thunderstorm.
It was the sound of the thunder that really frightened Toby.
He decided to stay inside his shell forever, because he never wanted to hear another thunderstorm again.
Never! Never!
The next morning, the sun rose over the savannah.
All the animals came out.
That was a wild storm last night!
I didn't mind. It's made everything smell really fresh now.
Good morning, Toby! 
Come out and play with us.
Toby, are you in there? 
Of course he's in there!
Tortoises don't leave their shells. 
So, why is he ignoring us?
Have we made him cross?
As Doris and Kevin wondered why Toby's shell was so silent,
I happened to amble past.
Morning all. 
Toby won't come out of his shell. 
We think he's cross.
Nonsense! He just needs a wake-up call.
He must be awake now. 
No sign of it.
As we puzzled over it, Reginald the Lion walked up.
Why are you all staring at Toby? Have you nothing better to do?
He won't come out. 
I thought he was asleep.
We thought he was cross.
He's just being lazy and needs a good kickstart.
Um, Reginald? It's not working.
Toby hasn't come out. 
How annoying!
As we puzzled over Toby's shell, Giggles and Tickles ran up to us.
We know what's wrong! He's bored!
If we play with him, he'll come out.
Hey! Stop mucking about!
Toby's not a toy! 
That's enough of that!
Friends don't throw each other around. 
Sorry! 
That was silly of us.
It didn't help. Toby is still in his shell.
Maybe Toby is ill.
Oh, Kevin, you might be right.
Let's take Toby to Uncle Gordon! 
He'll sort Toby out!
So we took Toby to Dr Gordon Gorilla who was as busy as ever.
Next!
Always remember to look before you leap.
Next.
Just as I suspected -- you have a tummy ache!
Toby's the patient, Dr Gordon.
He won't come out. 
We thought he was cross.
I thought he was sleeping. Or being lazy.
We thought he was bored!
Hmm, let me see.
The problem is obvious.
Really, Doctor? 
Is it serious?
Oh, no. Toby's as fit as a fiddle.
Something is troubling him, but only he can say what it is.
Dr Gordon left everyone feeling very confused.
How could we help if Toby wouldn't say what was wrong?
Then Doris had a bright idea.
I know! Let's take Toby to see Audrey the Agony Aunt.
Oh, yeah! She helps us with our troubles.
When we arrived, Doris explained the problem.
Toby has troubles that only he knows.
So we came to you.
Please, can you help get Toby out of his shell?
I'll do my best, Kevin. Now, off you go, all of you.
I need to talk to Toby alone.
Then Audrey leaned down to look at the dark hole inside Toby's shell.
Tell me, Toby, what has frightened you?
How did you know I was frightened?
I'm very good at my job.
So, what was it?
Was it last night's thunderstorm?
Wow! How did you know?
I know thunder frightens almost everybody. It used to scare me.
I'd bury my head in the sand when a storm broke out.
Used to scare you? Doesn't it any more?
No, because I found a way to get rid of my fear.
Do you want to know how?
Oh, yes! Please!
The sound of thunder scared me most, so I decided to block it out with these coconut ear protectors.
Try these seashells on for size.
Thanks, Audrey!
What? 
What?
Toby and Audrey couldn't hear each other, but they did see an angry thunder cloud passing overhead.
Oh, no! Not again!
Toby waited nervously for the thunder that follows lightning, but, to his surprise, the sound didn't arrive.
Audrey, there's no thunder!
Toby and Audrey couldn't hear the thunder, so they weren't afraid of the storm.
Toby, you're back!
Yep!
Do you want to watch the lightning with me and Audrey?
Is that OK with you, Nelson?
Absolutely.
This thunderstorm is amazing!
What? 
What?
How about you, Lucy?
It's not the same as being afraid of spiders. 
Isn't it?
Ear protectors won't stop them from biting me.
This one hasn't bitten me. 
Go on.
Ohh... oh!
It's soft and furry.
It's tickling me! 
Hey! Tickling's my job!
Good night, Mr Spider. Good night, everybody.
Good night, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have special neighbours.
Hello!
Oh, hi, Lucy.
Hi, Boris. What are we queuing for?
Here. Take my place. You'll soon find out.
Hello, Lucy. What's your problem, then?
Problem?
I'm an agony ostrich.
Agony ostrich?
I solve the animals' problems. What's your problem?
I don't have one. I want to hear a story.
Well, I could take a break.
I'll try and find someone to tell you a story.
Couldn't YOU tell me one?
Maybe I could tell you the story of Ronald And The Tic-Tic Bird.
Great!
In Africa, where we used to live, each of us had a special best friend.
Natalie's best friend was Molly.
Doris's best friend was Toby, the tortoise.
Giggles' best friend was Tickles, of course!
Ronald the rhino's best friend was a tic-tic bird.
It was called a tic-tic bird because it ate the tics which annoyed Ronald.
So, Ronald never got itchy, and the tic-tic bird was never hungry.
Ronald and the tic-tic bird were really made for each other.
That grass looks good, Ronald.
It is. How are the tics today?
Tasty.
It seemed nothing would come between them. But one day, something did.
Ronald suddenly found that tic-tic bird's whistling really annoyed him.
Must you always whistle that tune?
Don't you like it?
Not ALL the time.
Sorry. I didn't know it upset you.
Ohhhh...
And the tic-tic bird was fed up with Ronald's habit of bashing boulders.
Do you have to bash every boulder in sight?
I like bashing boulders.
No, Ronald. It's too big. Don't bash that one!
Ronald couldn't resist.
It was the biggest boulder he had ever seen.
You don't like my whistling? Well, I don't like you bashing boulders.
I get shaken to pieces! I think we should go our own separate ways.
Suits me. And good riddance!
Oh!
Aw...
Days went by, and there was no sign of Ronald and the bird becoming pals.
In fact, they kept as far apart from each other as possible!
The other animals tried to help.
If you're looking for something to eat, try between my teeth...
OK.
I suppose I could take a look.
On second thoughts, Victor, I'd prefer to eat in the open air!
Ohhh! Ohhh!
Rotten tics! They're everywhere!
Get the tics off my back and I'll show you what it's like to motor!
Faster than that old rhino you used to hang out with, eh? Let's go!
I have never had an itch like this before... Ouch!
You're looking a bit down today. Missing your friend?
No.
Fancy giving me a clean? I suffer from the odd insect myself.
Oh, OK.
What's up?
What's the joke?
No... No... You'll have to stop! I'm too ticklish!
It seemed the tic-tic bird would stay hungry and Ronald would stay itchy.
Horrible bugs... Rotten tics...
Oh, hello, Ronald. What can I do for you? Boulder problems?
Um... no.
My boulders are fine. It's...
Yes?
It's the tics. They make me itchy.
They're driving me mad!
I thought a bird helped you out with that.
Not any more. There's just me.
Well, don't worry. I know a friend who'll be perfect for the job.
Yes?
Yes. Be at the billobag tree at noon and I'll arrange a meeting.
Ohh...
Hello, tic-tic bird. How are you?
OK. But I'm getting pretty hungry.
And I really need a place to live. And I miss Ro...
Yes?
Oh, no-one.
Can you help?
I suppose so. Didn't you have an animal who helped you?
Not any more.
I see. In that case, there's a friend you should meet.
Be at the billobag tree at noon.
OK, then.
You always did whistle a good tune.
Bashed any good boulders?
A couple.
I'm here to meet a friend.
Me too. Mine is late.
Mine as well.
Ohh! Oh...
Tics?
Loads of them.
I don't suppose...
I am a bit peckish.
There was only one thing left bothering the two friends.
Audrey arranged for me to meet someone who didn't show up.
Me too.
She's just so unreliable.
Calls herself an agony ostrich!
Well done. You made them friends.
Yes.
But every time I give advice, it seems to get me into trouble.
Oh, dear. No more advice tonight.
Except I'd like to advise Lucy it's probably time for bed.
Yes.
I'm glad Ronald and the bird are friends. I'm glad you're my friends.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have special neighbours.
Hi, everyone. 
Hi, Lucy. 
Who's going to tell me a story tonight?
We haven't decided yet. Uh...
Then I'll decide. I need someone to tie this blindfold for me.
Now someone has to spin me round.
I'm feeling dizzy.
Let's see who will tell me a story.
This is a strange animal.
That's not an animal. It's a tree.
Silly me! Maybe if I walk this way...
Oh, that tickles!
Nelson, YOU have to tell me a story.
I'm not sure I have a story. 
Tell Lucy about when you became a dad.
Nelson, a dad?! 
Well, not exactly.
I'll tell you the story of Audrey's egg.
A warm breeze was blowing across the African savannah.
The breeze became a wind.
The wind blew harder and harder and harder.
It was now a very, VERY windy day.
The wind is blowing away my nest. My poor egg will be too cold to hatch.
Groovy hairpiece, man.
I need to get more twigs for the nest. But I can't leave my egg.
What I need is someone to look after it for a while.
Perfect! Excuse me, Natalie.
Hello, Audrey. How's the new egg? 
Actually, I need to ask a favour.
Ask away. 
My nest has been blown away. I have to build a new one.
I need someone to egg-sit for me. 
Egg-sit?!
Look after the egg till I get back. All you have to do is keep it warm.
All right. 
You are kind! 
Bye.
Keep it warm, eh?
Natalie found sitting on the egg difficult.
I don't think antelopes can do this. I'll find someone to take my place.
Sorry, Nelson. Didn't see you there.
Yes, we elephants are masters of disguise. Can I help?
Yes... No. Fancy a spot of egg-sitting?
What is it those birds do?
I was worried I'd break the egg.
I needed to find a smaller animal to egg-sit. Wait here, little egg.
Hello, Ronald... Hello, tic-tic bird. 
Hello.
Ronald, can I borrow your tic-tic bird for a while? 
I suppose so.
But bring him back quickly. 
I won't take long.
This is an egg, and you're a bird. Sit on the egg and keep it warm.
I'll be back soon.
The tic-tic bird was too small to cover the egg.
He looked for an egg-sitter larger than a tic-tic bird.
Ticky, what's up? Has Ronald given you the day off?
No, I'm egg-sitting for a friend.
Sounds like fun. Yeah.
The tic-tic bird left the egg to Giggles and Tickles.
Thanks. Be sure to keep the egg warm. Bye!
Here, catch!
I've never juggled with four before.
I'm bored. Me, too. Let's go to the water hole.
All the animals were gathered for a drink.
Hi, Nelson. Where is it? 
Where's what? 
The egg, of course.
I left it with the tic-tic bird.
Where's the egg? 
I left it with Giggles and Tickles.
Why did you leave the egg? What egg?
The one I left you in charge of. That egg?
The egg-sitters were very worried.
Why wasn't asked to egg-sit?
Oh! 
Give the egg back. Yeah!
What egg?
You've eaten something. Yeah, that bulge.
That's...
Give it back!
A watermelon. That was my tea.
We are sorry. 
We were worried about the egg.
We promised to look after it.
Is that your egg over there?
Just then, Audrey arrived back.
What's this?!
What a wonderful job you've all done! You've hatched the egg.
You're as beautiful as I knew you would be. Marvellous egg-sitters!
Who's a beautiful osty-wosty, then?
I'm its dad. 
And I'm its mum.
No, I'M its mum. 
Don't worry, you can all be parents. Look!
I've laid some more eggs. I'll need lots more help.
That was lovely. What happened to Audrey's eggs? 
They all hatched and grew into fine ostriches.
She had such good egg-sitters.
And a dad like Nelson!
That's enough baby talk. Ready for bed, Lucy? 
OK.
Good night. 
Good night, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have special neighbours.
Hi, everyone.
Hi, Lucy!
We've got a visitor tonight.
Where?
Over here.
Hello!
Oh!
How do you do?
I'm fine. Pleased to meet you.
You must be Lucy.
Yes, and you are...?
Dennis the dromedary.
Do you know any bedtime stories?
We always have one now.
A story?
Now, let me think.
Have you been to a faraway place?
I've been to Spain. Is that far?
Quite. But my nephew, Gary, made a journey far beyond the horizon.
That IS a long way.
I used to live in a faraway desert with my nephew, Gary.
'He was very clever and always asking questions.
Uncle Dennis!
Yes, Gary?
Uncle Dennis, is the desert always yellow?
Yes, Gary.
But for a few blades of green grass.
Uncle Dennis, is the sky always empty?
Usually. Unless there's a fluffy white cloud passing by.
Uncle Dennis, what's beyond the horizon?
More desert and sand.
Uncle Dennis...
Gary, go for a walk.
I've a lot of sand to look at before tea and your questions are tiresome.
So Gary walked towards the horizon, but it remained as far off as ever.
Gary thought it was playing tricks on him.
Then he saw a shimmering blue ribbon in the distance.
Hi, I'm Gary.
I'm Kevin. This is Toby.
And I'm Doris. Do you want to play with us?
Yes, please!
And then they rested in the warm sunshine.
How wonderful! I never thought I'd find such an amazing place.
There are more exciting things to see upstream. Where are you going?
To do some more exploring. Bye!
Gary.
Yes?
Before you go, we've made you a present. It's a hump sack.
It fits on your hump.
See? A perfect fit.
You can put the things you find on your journey in it. This is from me.
This is to remind you of me. -- And a silver shell.
Wow! Thanks, guys.
Well, I must be on my way.
Bye!
Back home, I was looking at some sand and missing Gary.
Gary walked and walked until he reached the big boulders.
Hello. I'm Gary the dromedary.
Hi.
I'm on an adventure.
Nice.
Why are you bashing boulders?
I like it.
Do you want a go?
No, thanks.
Suit yourself.
I've an idea.
Let's build a castle with all these bits of boulder.
Ronald was very pleased with his castle and gave Gary a boulder.
Mm. It looks a bit big.
Here, take this one.
Thanks.
I must be going. There's a lot more world to see.
Bye!
Gary had been away a long time. I wondered what he was doing.
Gary walked and walked and walked until he reached the blue mountain.
Wow!
It's white sand.
Sand is yellow and hot. Snow is white and cold.
I'm the snip-snip bird. Do you know what a snowball is?
No.
You do now!
This is fun!
I wish Uncle Dennis could see this snow. It must be nearly tea time!
Uncle Dennis will be wondering where I am.
Take this, Gary.
Bye!
You're late.
Sorry. I had a great adventure.
You're still late.
Look!
I've brought back some presents.
They're pretty. Anything else beyond the horizon?
Rivers and trees and rocks and mountains and, best of all, snow.
Snow? I've never heard of snow.
It's white and like sand, but it's water.
It's not hot. It's... What did the snip-snip bird call it?.. Cold!
Well, let's see this snow, then.
It's gone.
I suppose I'll have to go to the mountain to see this snow.
Uncle Dennis, that'd be brilliant. When shall we go? Tomorrow?
Yes.
You can meet all my friends, then -- Doris, Toby, Kevin...
The next day we set off for the blue mountain.
You walked and walked.
But now it's time for bed.
Good night, and thank you for the story, Dennis.
Sweet dromedary dreams.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have special neighbours.
That was a great pirouette. 
Thanks. I've just had my first dance lesson.
I need a partner. Come on, Boris! 
Dear me, no. I don't think I can.
Of course you can.
Boris was right! 
It reminds me of my first ballet lesson. 
You -- ballet?!
My friend Nathalie taught me to dance.
And you became quite a good dancer, in your own... special way.
Molly and Nathalie loved dancing together across the savanna.
Watch this!
Nathalie was as graceful as a ballerina.
Wait for me! 
'But Molly wasn't.
Ouch! Oof!
Ooh! Ouch!
I wish I was as good a dancer as you, Nathalie.
At least you're trying. That's half the fun.
Nathalie didn't mind that Molly wasn't as good a dancer as her.
Then, one day, I saw them dancing together.
There's going to be a dance competition tomorrow!
Really? 
I love competitions.
You can enter this one. 
Oh, Molly, we can do it together. 
I'd love to.
Come on. We've got to practise.
Just watch what I do and copy me.
One, two, three, one, two, three.
OK. One, two, three, one...
No, Molly! You must step. See?
One, two, three. 
Sorry, Nathalie. I'll try again.
One, two, three, one, two, three... 
Please, girls, keep the noise down.
Sorry, Audrey.
I'll never win the dance competition with you. I'll find somebody else.
Molly couldn't believe Nathalie left her.
Winning was more important than their friendship.
'It wasn't easy finding a partner.' 
Too small!.. Too big!
Then she saw Doris the duck.
Would you like to dance with me in the competition? 
I'd love to.
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!
Must you quack while dancing? 
It's fun!
If that's the case, I can't dance with you. 
Oh. Suit yourself.
Nathalie looked for another partner.
Herbert the warthog was the most musical animal around.
Herbert, would you like to dance with me? 
Me? I'd be honoured!
You're getting dirt all over me! 
But I'm a warthog.
Then I can't dance with you. 
Well, I never! The cheek of it!
Nathalie went in search of another dance partner. Then she saw me.
She'd make the perfect partner! Georgina, will you dance with me?
I thought Molly was your partner.
She's too heavy. I'd never win with her.
Well, I'd never win with YOU. You're far too short. 
Oh.
How could she not want to dance with me? Everybody else does.
Nathalie realised why I didn't want to dance with her.
She sees me like I see Molly. I'm not good enough for her!
Molly!
Molly danced beautifully underwater. Her weight didn't matter there.
Molly's a great dancer down there!
I'm so sorry I left you.
I wish you'd told me you could dance so well. 
But we can't dance on land.
We can still be partners.
It was the day of the dance competition.
OK, OK. Time to begin. Bring on the first contestants.
The competition began with Isabel the flamingo and Seamus the stork.
They're very good. 
But not great, like you and me.
Next -- Giggles and Tickles.
Don't worry. This competition's about dancing, not comedy. We're on!
It was Nathalie and Molly's turn.
Everybody could see Nathalie dancing on the river bank.
But they had to look underwater to see Molly.
It was time to announce the winners.
OK, OK. Best dance goes to Isabel and Seamus.
Nathalie and Molly were crushed. They'd lost!
There's more than one prize. For the silliest dance, Giggles and Tickles!
And for the most unusual dance ever, Molly and Nathalie!
Nathalie and Molly were winners after all, and best friends again. 
Whee!
Ooh! I think it's time I bowed out.
Lazybones! I could... dance all night. 
Was that a yawn I saw?
Time for bed, I think.
Good night, everybody. 
Good night, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone!
Hi, Lucy!
It's a cold night.
I thought you'd all be inside, all curled up and warm.
We don't mind the odd frosty night. You get used to it.
You lived in Africa. Don't you miss sunshine?
Sometimes, but sunshine can get boring, too.
Yes, it's nice here at the zoo. We get different types of weather.
Speak for yourself, Boris. We hate the cold weather!
Yeah, we hate it! Let's have a story with sunshine!
Boris, do YOU know any hot-weather stories?
Hmm... Well, there is ONE I remember.
It takes place in Australia, which is quite a hot spot, so they tell me.
Sounds good!
Yeah, let's hear it!
Brr!
In the middle of the Australian outback, there was a Great Red Rock. Some animals thought it might be magic because it was such a strange shape and colour.
In its shadow, there were two gum trees where a wombat lived.
He was a very old wombat, and the other animals called him Wally Two-Trees.
Ohh!
Old Wally had some very strange habits.
He was always collecting strange things.
Do you mind?!
Sometimes Wally would dance strange dances.
Rain, plain, come again!
Did you ever see such a silly dance?
Look! Look at the way he wiggles his bottom!
Who's this? Any guesses?
Wally!
Be careful. He might hear.
It was a hot summer. The days were long, and Joey and his friends played from dawn until dusk.
Hey, watch this!
Right! I'm going to get you for that!
You kids shouldn't be playing here. You're wasting water.
The summer was hot and dry.
The sun baked the earth until it was hard as stone.
Now there wasn't a drop of water to be found anywhere, not even in the billabong.
The animals began to get thirsty.
We must find water. Let's split up.
Let's see who can find the most water. Bet it's me.
Bet it's not!
Phoebe knew that sometimes you could find water in the trunks of trees.
Oh-oh!
Useless tree!
Ribbit!
Jimmy looked for water beneath rocks.
Do you mind? I was having a little snooze. Turn the lights out.
Sorry.
Stupid snake!
Joey and his mum had travelled miles to a pool far from the Red Rock.
But how will we get it home, Mum?
Easy. I'll put it in my pouch!
Great idea!
Let's go, Joe!
Oh, no!
Ohh!
Wally was right. We shouldn't have wasted water.
Hey! Didn't Wally used to do a rain dance?
He's not here.
Look -- paw-prints, and they're heading for...
The Great Red Rock!
This place... is really creepy!
Ssh! What's that?
It's all right, Phoebe. It's Mr Two-Trees.
You like the paintings?
Er, very good. Did you do them yourself?
No!
They were done many thousands of years ago.
It's the ancient wombat rain dance.
That's what WE want you to do!
Wally agreed to help Joey and his friends, but first, he decided to teach them a lesson.
I need your help on this one.
OK, what do we do?
Joey...
I want you to begin by jumping up and down on one leg.
No problem!
Wally had tricked Joey into performing a SUN dance, not a rain dance.
Jimmy, I want YOU to cross your arms and kick out your legs. Can you do that?
No worries, Wally!
What's that white stuff?
Wally had taught Jimmy a Russian SNOW dance!
Right, Phoebe, now it's YOUR turn!
Er, I'm not a very good dancer.
No, you'll be fine. All you have to do is spin round and round as quickly as you can.
Wally had played his last trick.
Phoebe was performing a WIND dance.
Help! Help! Get us down!
We're sorry we laughed at you!
Yeah, we'll never waste water again!
Umma-dumma-dum, down they come.
Umma-dumma-dum, down they come.
Now you've learnt your lesson, it's time for one last dance.
Oh, no! What is it this time?!
Don't worry. This is the real thing.
The ancient wombat rain dance.
It's getting dark!
It's raining! Hooray!
Wally's dance had worked and, at long last, rain began to fall on the great plain -- beautiful, fresh, sweet-tasting rain.
That was a GOOD story, except for one thing.
Yeah, it ended up raining. You promised us a story full of sunshine.
Sorry. I'd forgotten it ended up with a rainstorm.
Never mind. It was a lovely story.
I know the best place to be if you're still feeling cold.
Bed.
Good night, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, Lucy!
Hi, everybody.
Dear Lucy, you don't look very happy.
Do you want to tell us what happened? 
No.
I mean... Oh, she's so annoying!
Who is? 
Trudy, of course.
Trudy? She's your best friend, isn't she? 
Not any more.
I can't be friends with someone as clumsy and stupid as her.
She broke my best fountain pen.
Oh! See? This is all Trudy's fault.
Sorry, Boris.
Oh, never mind.
Just don't make the same mistake I made, Lucy.
What mistake was that?
Breaking off a friendship because my friend was clumsy.
Of course, Melanie the moose couldn't help being clumsy.
With her big hooves and big antlers, accidents were bound to happen.
Timber!
Good morning, Beverley. Can I help you with that log?
No, thanks, Melanie. I can manage.
Oops! This is heavier than I thought.
Oh, no, Melanie. Look what you've done!
Oh, sorry, Beverley.
Hello, Randolph.
Can I help you with your gardening?
Thanks, Melanie, but...
Mind your feet! You're squishing my mushrooms!
Oops! Sorry, Randolph.
Hello, Boris.
Can I give you a lift up to that beehive?
No need. I can reach.
Ow!
Thanks a lot, Melanie!
Oh, sorry, Boris.
Now Melanie felt really bad.
She wanted to be helpful and useful, but all she seemed to do was cause trouble.
Oh, if only I wasn't so clumsy!
Then she saw some deer frolicking in a meadow.
She marvelled at their grace and beauty.
Oh, they look lovely!
I wonder if I could learn to dance like a deer.
Then maybe I wouldn't be so clumsy.
Hello!
Mind if I join you?
Oh, well, maybe Boris will play with me.
Oh, Boris!
Look at me!
Uh-oh! Who's buzzing me?
I can't see!
Melanie! Watch where you're going!
Is this your idea of dropping in on a friend, Melanie?
Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, Beverley.
This was one disaster too far.
Now we were really fed up with Melanie's clumsiness.
My whole harvest -- gone in an instant!
That honey was meant to be for my tea! 
My mushrooms could've won first prize in the vegetable competition.
I'd just finished building that dam!
I said I was sorry.
Besides, you know me -- I don't mean to be clumsy.
But you ARE clumsy.
And silly. And useless.
You just cause trouble. What's the point in being friends with you?
No point, I s'pose.
I am just a nuisance.
Poor Melanie. She felt she couldn't do anything but leave us in peace.
Who needs friends, anyway? I'm better off without them.
She climbed to the top of a mountain, where she stopped to sit and sulk.
At least there are no beehives to knock down up here, or mushrooms to squish or beaver dams to break.
Brrrr! It is cold and boring... and lonely.
As Melanie sat and sulked, it suddenly grew very cold and began to snow.
Snow!
Brrrr! Oh, it's far too cold up here.
Melanie decided to go down to the forest, to get away from the snow, but she found it had snowed down there as well.
Brrrr! Oh, it's cold here too.
The snowy forest was very quiet.
Melanie wondered where her friends had gone.
Hello! 
Where is everybody?
Melanie, is that you? 
Randolph!
Melanie, I'm so glad to hear you!
Randolph! Beverley! Where are you?
Over here, Melanie!
Boris, stop playing hide and seek.
Come out so I can see you.
We can't come out, Melanie.
We're trapped under the snow.
Please, can you help get us out?
Now we realised how unfair we'd been to Melanie.
We owe you a great big apology, Melanie.
Will you ever forgive us for calling you useless and silly and clumsy? 
I already have, and, besides, I AM clumsy!
But the important thing is we are friends, and we should never be so unkind to each other again.
Yeah, yeah, agreed!
We were all so happy to be friends again.
That's the last time I ever broke off a friendship for such a silly reason.
You're right, Boris. A fountain pen is a very silly reason.
I hope Trudy will accept my apology tomorrow.
She'll be as sweet as Melanie and happy to make it up with you.
Do you really think so, Molly?
We'd forgive you. Why shouldn't she?
Thank you, Nelson.
Goodnight, everybody.
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everybody!
Whoops!
Hi, Boris.
Hello, Lucy.
That's where our banana skin went. -- Yeah, thanks.
Georgina told me you monkeys had learned your lesson.
What lesson?
It all started one day in the jungle back home in Africa.
What a beautiful day.
Quite delightful.
Let's do something fun.
I know, let's go to the clearing and play melonball.
Great idea.
Watermelon.
Watermelon.
Oh!
Goodness me! Whatever has happened?
When we arrived at the jungle clearing, we found it was a mess with broken branches and rubbish everywhere.
The grasses have all been trampled.
Huh? I seem to have put my foot in something slimy.
So have I.
Oh, no! Look at the state of these vines.
What HAS been happening?
We can't play here. We must tidy up the clearing.
It not only looks a mess...
It's dangerous as well!
This is serious! Let's clean up right now!
But I've just had a wash.
Not you, Herbert. The clearing.
Count me in.
Me too. I love snuffling around in a pile of rubbish.
Let's find out where this trail begins.
Oops! Sorry.
We followed the trail of banana skins and broken coconuts to Giggles and Tickles' tree-house.
Giggles and Tickles! I should have guessed!
Hmm. Giggles. Tickles. I wonder if I can have a quiet word with you?
What's wrong? Don't you know any noisy ones?
We couldn't help noticing that our clearing has got a bit untidy.
We've all decided to tidy it up.
Good idea! Yeah! Great idea! Hee-hee!
And we wondered if you'd like to help.
Eh, no. We'd love to... -- but we've got better things to do.
Like eat bananas!
And take an afternoon nap! -- And watch you lot clearing up!
Bye!
Well I never! What a cheek!
I've spoken to the boys and it's not good.
Oh, what HAS become of the younger generation?
Keep it down -- we're trying to sleep!
Oh!
Certain monkeys are trying my patience.
If no-one's going to eat that...
We will deal with them later!
While Giggles and Tickles enjoyed their afternoon nap, the other animals got to work.
Oh, what a mess! All these broken branches and vines.
Pity we can't make use of them.
But we can.
WE CAN?!
We can?!
Yes, we can! Now, listen carefully.
Puck, I want you...
What's that noise? -- I don't know and I don't care.
Me neither.
It has been a magnificent effort all round!
And... um... all that needs to be said is ENJOY!
Giggles and Tickles woke up at sunset after a nice long nap.
Come and have a look at this!
Hey!
It's a playground!
There's a swing!
A climbing frame!
And a roundabout!
Giggles and Tickles couldn't believe their eyes or wait to try it themselves.
Hi, Nelson. -- Can we go in your playground?
Plee-eee-eease!
Oh, it's a playground now? It was just a pile of old rubbish before.
And you didn't want to help!
Unless...
Yes! -- Go on!
There is another area that needs tidying up.
If you were to volunteer, then MAYBE -- and it's a big maybe -- maybe you might be able to use the jungle playground. Get the message?
Yes, boss. Eh, sir. Nelson. Right away.
We got the message. Loud and clear.
Giggles and Tickles were so pleased to be given another chance, they raced off to begin tidying right away.
Giggles had a great idea.
We've tidied our part of the jungle.
And built you a long, slippery banana slide.
And we're very, very sorry. -- Can we all play on the slide now?
Well, everyone, what do you think?
Shall we let them use the playground?
OK. -- Well, yes.
Sure thing.
Of course we will.
Wey-hey!
Giggles and Tickles had made a super-dooper banana slide.
Everyone forgave us.
And we had lots of fun playing in our new jungle playground.
And the best thing was, it was all made out of rubbish.
And we made it by working together.
Wow! Can I visit the jungle playground one day?
Perhaps we can go together.
That would be fun!
In the meantime, guess what time it is?
It must be time for bed.
Say goodnight, Lucy.
Goodnight! Sweet dreams, everyone!
GOODNIGHT, LUCY!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everybody!
Hi, Lucy!
Mmm, popcorn!
Yum! That's our favourite snack!
Mind if WE have some too? 
No! This is MY popcorn!
I beg your pardon?
That's rather a selfish attitude, Lucy.
You don't want to be like Beverley Beaver! 
Who's Beverley Beaver?
How could SHE be as selfish as Lucy?
I'M not selfish!
Am I?
Just sit down and listen to my story.
The forest we lived in was full of beautiful, tall fir trees.
All the animals loved the trees.
Melanie Moose scratched her antlers against them when they got itchy!
Ooh, how I love a good tree massage!
Randolph Raccoon needed the trees to shade his lush mushroom garden!
102, 103...
104...105 mushrooms!
My best crop ever!
I was particularly fond of fallen trees. That's where the bees lived.
Where there's bees, there's honey!
Mmm! Yummy honey! Mmm!
Of course, Beverley Beaver needed the trees too.
She used them to make her dam, a bigger and better one every year.
Ti-i-imber!
Hmm... not much bigger or better than last year's model!
Looking good, Beverley! 
Yup! Another fine log dam!
You build them bigger and better each year!
You ain't seen nothin' yet!
This year, I'll build the biggest, greatest log dam in the whole world!
Trust YOU, Beverley!
When you do things, you go too far!
Let us know when you've finished your "log palace"!
Huh! I'll show THEM!
Beverley decided she would build the biggest, greatest log palace ever.
Ti-i-imber!
Timber!
But, to build her log palace, she had to cut down lots and lots of trees.
Randolph noticed first that something was not right.
Hmm... I say, who's stolen my mushroom shade?
Then Melanie...
Hey! Who stole my scratching post?
And, finally, me!
Don't buzz ME! I'm not the one who stole your tree!
It wasn't fair.
Beverley took all the trees to build her palace, leaving us with nothing!
This time, she's gone too far! 
She's stealing all the trees!
Time to have a word with that busy beaver, I think.
A word in your ear, if you please.
About the trees, Beverley.
Or LACK of trees, if you see what we mean!
Sorry, folks, I've no time for chitchat!
My masterpiece is almost finished!
What a selfish beaver!
She's using up all the trees, and just doesn't care!
I can't grow mushrooms without 'em! 
I can't scratch my antlers either!
I can't find honey!
Well, I guess we'll have to find ourselves another forest to live in!
So, off we went again, to find a new home.
Beverley didn't notice her friends leaving.
She was still too busy chewing down trees.
One, maybe two more trees, then it should be done!
Yippee!
Beverley's palace was almost done, and that's all that mattered to her.
There!
That's the biggest, greatest log palace in the whole wide world!
Even if I DO say so myself!
OK, everybody!
It's ready!
Hey... where IS everybody?
Where are all the trees?!
At first, Beverley didn't understand why the forest looked so empty and deserted.
Oh, no! I've done it again!
I've gone too far and cut down all the trees!
But what about everybody else? Where have they gone?
Melanie! Where are you?
Oh, no! I cut down Melanie's scratching-post tree!
Boris?
YOU'RE still here, aren't you?
I can't believe it! I took Boris's honey tree!
Randolph! Don't tell me YOU'VE left too!
Oh, how could I? I took all the shade from Randolph's garden!
No wonder they've all left me! How could I be so selfish?
Oh, I wish I was with my friends, instead of sitting on this useless pile of logs!
Then Beverley got angry with herself, and her log palace!
Stupid palace! You're no good to me any more!
Oops! I take it back! Sorry!
As she floated down the river, Beverley had lots of time to think about how badly she had treated her friends.
Oh!
What brings you here, Beverley? 
Run out of trees where you were?!
I hope you don't plan to cut these down. We've just found them!
No, I wouldn't dream of it. Never again -- I promise!
All I want to do is to make things up to you.
How about I build a log house for you to live in?
Thanks, but no, thanks.
As usual, you'll go too far!
And that's a talent that can be put to better use!
Especially now that the forest needs replanting!
Say no more.
I'll plant the biggest, greatest forest in the whole world!
Trust YOU, Beverley!
And so, Beverley Beaver learned not to be so selfish!
But she never did stop going too far!
Oopsy!
Lucy, I'm afraid we've eaten ALL your popcorn!
You what?!
Never mind. I can bring some more tomorrow. 
Phew!
Good night, Lucy!
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone!
Good evening, ma'am, and welcome. How can we help you?
I've come for my bedtime story.
Excellent.
Please sit down and make yourself comfortable.
Can we tempt you to a shiny green apple?
Oh, thanks!
Or a yellow banana?
I don't understand!
You don't understand WHAT, milady?
I don't understand why we're all having to be so polite.
We're practising our good manners.
Ready for tonight's story.
My lords, ladies, animals, birds and insects... please be seated for the story of Doris, princess of the Zambam river, told by Mollie the hippopotamus.
Ahem!
Sssh!
Doris the duck, Toby the tortoise and Kevin the crocodile were best friends. They did everything together.
Each morning, they met on the banks of the Zambam river and splashed in the mud pool. 
That was fun! What shall we do now?
Let's play... Silly Faces!
Huh!
I can do better than that!
Your turn, Toby.
Doris, Toby and Kevin enjoyed playing games together.
That was fun! What shall we do now?
Let's pretend to be someone else.
I'll be a pirate looking for treasure.
Where's Kevin?
I'm over here!
I'm a top-secret spy. Who are YOU going to be, Doris?
Doris?
I'm... a princess.
Doris?! A princess?!
I am Doris, princess of the Zambam river.
Kevin, collect some pretty lotus flowers for me.
What?!
I'M a princess, and you've got to do everything I say.
But...
Yes?
Er...
Yes, your royal... duckness.
Tony, fetch me some nice things to eat.
Some grapes and a great big pile of yum-yum fruit.
Certainly, your royal duckness.
I've had enough!
Me too.
Let's play hide and seek.
I'm sorry -- are you talking to me?
Yes, Doris.
Then please address me as "your royal duckness" from now on.
Can we stop playing this game now, your royal duckness?
Game?! What game?!
I AM a duck princess. I am! I AM!
But...
No buts! Get me more pretty things!
Toby and Kevin hadn't gone far when they saw Audrey the ostrich.
Hello, boys!
My, my, you ARE looking tired!
We've been playing Let's Pretend and Doris has decided she's a princess.
She's treating us like servants, and we don't know how to stop the game.
Hmm...
Now, let me see... Princess, eh?
Now, listen carefully...
Toby and Kevin got to work.
Good afternoon, your duckness.
Before you say anything more, I'm still a princess, and...
We know.
You do?!
Yes, your royal duckness.
To prove it, we've made a crown for your royal head.
And a throne for your royal bottom.
You have?! Where are they?
Let's go and see 'em!
You're a princess. You can't walk there.
Please allow me to give you a ride on my back.
Oh, thank you, Toby, my loyal servant.
Huh?
Wow!
For the rest of the day, Doris was treated like a true princess.
I've brought you a ladder so you can climb onto your throne.
Morning, your ducksomeness.
I bring you warthog treasure.
Thank you, my loyal Herbert.
I'll... eat it later.
Your majesty, we bring you calming fans to keep you cool.
But, after a while, being a princess got boring.
Toby tortoise!
Yes, your duckness?
Bring me a double burger with tomato relish and a helping of chips.
Sorry, your royal duckness, but you can't have any.
What?!
A Zambam princess must only eat the finest of food.
Oh!
Oh, yes, of course!
The yum-yum fruit.
Then, Kevin and Tony decided to play a game of Silly Faces.
Here's a good one -- look!
What about this one?
Here, guys!
Look at me!
Sorry, your duckness.
YOU are not allowed to join in.
Being a princess is a serious matter.
Oh... yes.
Of course.
Does your majesty require anything else?
Um... no, thank you.
In that case, Toby and I will go for a wallow in the mud pool.
Can... I come?
Sorry, your royal duckness.
Wallowing in the mud is not something princesses do.
Doris could stand it no longer.
She loved splashing in the mud pool.
I'm not a princess any more. I'm just plain old Doris the duck, who wants to play with her friends!
Thank goodness for that!
So -- what are we waiting for?
That was wicked!
I mean... how splendid!
My lords, ladies, animals, birds and insects, on behalf of the animals gathered here,
I thank Mollie for the story and Lucy for listening so attentively.
On behalf of myself and the animals,
I thank Boris for saying thank you.
And now, it's bedtime, Lady Lucy.
Sweet dreams, everyone.
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hello, I'm Lucy. I live at 64 Zoo Lane and I have very special neighbours. Look!
Hi, everyone! 
Hi, Lucy! 
Ooh!
Why have Giggles and Tickles turned their backs on one another?
They are not talking. 
That's silly.
Hi, guys. 
Hi. 
So you ARE talking!
We're talking to YOU, but I'm not talking to HIM!
And I'M not talking to IT!
Why not? 
Giggles wants to tell the story and it's MY turn.
Please tell Banana-face it's NOT his turn!
Giggles says it's not... 
Please tell Mr Clever-Tail it IS my turn!
Wait! I won't listen to your shouting any more.
It's not Giggles' turn to tell a story. 
Ha!
And it's not Tickles' turn to tell a story either.
It's time for both of you to tell ME a story. 
BOTH of us?!
This is the story of Esmeralda the Snake.
Esmeralda the Snake lived in a burrow in a sandy hill where the desert meets the jungle.
Esmeralda was very house-proud. She was always tidying up.
On the other side of the jungle, in another burrow, lived Herbert the Warthog.
Herbert was not so tidy.
One day, the big rains came to the savannah.
It rained, and rained, and rained.
By the time the rains stopped, Herbert's home was flooded.
Oh!
I'll have to go and stay with a friend.
Hey, Herbert! 
Oh!
What's up, Warthog? 
Ah, Giggles, Tickles -- I was looking for you.
You see, my house has been flooded and I've got nowhere to stay.
Could I...? 
Of course! You can stay with us as long as you like.
Just climb up and get comfortable.
It was then that Herbert discovered something.
I'm scared of heights!
Oh!
Herbert couldn't stay with us, so he kept on looking for somewhere to go.
It looks like I'll have to get used to being homeless. 
Hello, Herbert!
Oh! Hello, Esmeralda. That's a nice burrow you've got there.
Yes, I'm lucky. It's warm and dry.
We've had such a lot of rain lately.
Tell me about it. My home has been washed away. I have nowhere to stay.
Why, that's awful.
Why don't you stay with me?
Thanks! I'll move in right away.
Oh... good.
Oh! 
Is something wrong?
No, no. Um...
Make yourself at home.
Oh.
Esmeralda was already regretting offering Herbert a place to live.
So she decided to go over a few house rules.
Most importantly, you mustn't touch my collection of neat things.
Wouldn't dream of it.
I'll just fetch a few essentials.
Herbert! 
Esmeralda, don't be such an old fusspot.
Sit down and relax and I'll play you a nice tune.
Ooh! Don't you like my music?
Oh. Sorry. I'll go and find some lunch.
Herbert wanted to please Esmeralda so much, that he went looking for a special warthog treat.
That's better. All neat and tidy again.
Esmeralda! I'm back and I've brought you a treat.
Oh, Herbert, how kind. What is it?
You've got to guess. 
Oh! Is it a juicy fruit? 
No.
Is it a twin burger with double fries? 
No.
A yum-yum pie?
No, it's a watermelon. 
Oh, dear. I forgot.
Thanks for the lunch, Mr Clumsy!
Don't call me clumsy, you ungrateful wiggly worm!
Who are you calling a wiggly worm? My lovely house is in a mess.
What are you going to do about it, Pimple-Nose?
I got you a juicy watermelon for lunch. I thought you'd be pleased.
Where IS my watermelon, Miss Sausage? 
I've eaten it, so there!
That's not fair. It was for us both.
I'm not staying here to be insulted.
Good. And take your musical rocks with you! 
Ow!
Esmeralda went to sleep.
She didn't hear the big sandstorm blowing in from the desert.
It blew, and blew, and blew, until it blew away Esmeralda's home.
Now Esmeralda was homeless, too.
What are you doing here? 
The big wind blew away my home.
I was just thinking about how much I missed you. 
I missed you, too.
I'm sorry. 
Me too. 
And now we're both homeless.
Then Alan the Aardvark had a good idea.
Leave it to me.
You mustn't be sad any more.
But we've had a big row. 
And we're homeless.
We're allowed to be sad. 
Not any more. Follow me.
Gracious!
Ronald had made them a new home with three rooms -- one for Esmeralda's neat things, one for Herbert's messy things, and one that was half-neat and half-messy, where they could have fun together and invite lots of friends.
And so Herbert the Warthog and Esmeralda the Snake lived happily ever after. The End.
Thank you both for such a lovely story. 
Goodnight, Lucy.
Hi, everyone!
Hi, Lucy!
We were just talking about you.
Oh! Why?
We wondered whether you're fed up with our stories.
Of course I'm not!
I always look forward to them!
Told you so!
And I can't wait to hear the next one.
Does anyone have a story?
Me! Me!
Me!
Me!
Everyone has a story! You'll have to choose. What sort of story do you want?
Hmm... A story with adventure.
That's ME out.
And with funny bits in it.
Mine's serious.
I'd like a story that takes place in...
Africa.
Oh! I have a story that's just right.
Yeah!
It was a beautiful summer's day... but Molly the hippo was feeling worried.
Where, oh, where can he be?
You've been walking up and down for ages, Molly. Is anything the matter, dear?
I hope not, I do hope not.
I'm waiting for my young nephew Eddie and he's late.
I do hope he's not lost.
He's very small, you see -- too young to be out on his own.
I'm sure he'll be fine but, if it helps, I'll keep an eye out too.
Oh, would you? That would be great, Audrey.
Oh, Eddie... where ARE you?
Eddie was having a great time.
Ouch!
Audrey guessed straight away that the hippo was Molly's nephew, Eddie.
You mustn't slide down snakes, dear -- they're dangerous.
I'd better take you to your Auntie Molly. Follow me, Eddie Hippo!
But, when Audrey looked down, Eddie had vanished.
Here we go!
Stop!
What? I said stop!
Ronald tried to stop as quickly as he could.
Hey! You mustn't play near boulders -- they're dangerous!
Yes! Ronald is right!
It LOOKS like fun, but you mustn't play here because boulders are... dangerous.
Where's he gone?
Eddie was off exploring again.
Meanwhile, Molly was getting more worried.
Nelson the elephant had offered to help her search for Eddie.
Ha! Gotcha! Hiding, were you?
Naughty hippo... Oops! Sorry, Alan! Do I LOOK like a hippo?
Now, if you don't mind, I've got an appointment with some termites.
Eddie...! Eddie!
Thanks, man! We've been trapped down there for ages!
Yeah! You get fed up with dominoes after a day or two.
It's s-s-s-so boring.
I wasn't bored -- I LOVE dominoes. Anyone for another game?
Not us!
Nelson?
Molly?
Oh, well, maybe Alan the aardvark will play a game with me.
Nelson and Molly searched on.
Nelson had heard something in the treetops.
He decided to give the tree a shake.
And then another quick shake...
One last go.
That was close!
Oh, Eddie...
Look here, young hippo, you mustn't play in trees -- it's dangerous!
You have to keep an eye on these youngsters.
You can't let them wander off -- it's too dangerous.
If I were you, I wouldn't let Eddie out of your sight.
Uh-oh!
I don't believe it!
Not again!
Eddie had wandered off once more.
Victor saw Eddie was in trouble but didn't know what to do.
I'm a nasty croc -- I can't go around rescuing baby hippos.
Oh, I suppose -- as long as no-one's looking.
Victor swam into action. The river was flowing quickly but crocodiles don't get scared.
Don't worry, child, hop on my tail.
Ouch! Ow! Ouch!
Hurray! Hurray!
Oh, no!
Victor, you're a hero!
Well done, old boy!
You won't mention this to anyone, will you? Er, it was nothing.
I think I'd better be going... Bye!
Babies... rescues... Sad!
I hope you've learned -- you mustn't ever play near waterfalls because...
Because it's dangerous!
He spoke! Little Eddie just spoke his first words!
We're glad to see you safe and sound.
But please don't EVER go off again.
I think you've had enough adventures for one day, don't you?
Nelson had built a playground for Eddie -- somewhere where he could climb and swing, safe beneath Molly's watchful eye.
We've got a swing at school!
I hope you're careful -- swings can be...
Dangerous!
Well, they CAN be, you know.
I know and I'm glad I've got you all to look after me.
And to tell you when it's bedtime.
It can't be already!
I'm afraid so.
Sleep tight, Lucy. Come and see us again soon.
I will. Good night.
Night, Lucy!
Hi, everybody! 
Hi, Lucy!
Well, aren't you all excited?
Don't you know something special's going to happen? 
Like what?
Well, like a party of something... 
What sort of a party?
Well, how about a birthday party, you know... with balloons and presents?
That would be great fun. 
But to have a birthday party...
It has to be someone's birthday!
Exactly!
It's a pity we don't know anyone whose birthday it is, isn't it?
Well, actually...
Yes?
Well, actually, it's MY birthday today!
Oh?
Is it really?
It completely slipped my mind. And they say an elephant never forgets!
How foolish of us to forget!
So... there's no party, then?
No, not today. Sorry.
Never mind. You'll have another birthday next year.
Yes... I suppose I will...
Oh, thanks!
Now, then -- how about a special birthday story?
I know -- I'll tell you the one about Herbert's party.
Oh, yes!
Herbert was a very busy warthog.
Every morning, he would get up, have a bath..... dry himself down...
Then he'd make some breakfast..... and go for a long walk with his best friends -- the flies!
Herbert would be the first to admit he wasn't the tidiest of animals.
In fact, his appearance was a bit of a joke on the savannah, but everyone loved him.
Morning, Herbert. Nice day for the flies.
Hello, Herbert! Grown any nice warts lately?
One day, Herbert was wallowing in the mud when he heard excited voices making plans for a party.
It's going to be great fun! Lots of music and dancing!
Keep still!
Your new stripes look great!
Quiet -- it's a secret! We don't want old dusty bottom to find out!
I can't wait!
Hi, girls! Gosh! You look great!
Oh, hi, Herbert. Would you mind standing downwind?
Sorry? 
The smell! The flies!
Oh, yes, I'm sorry.
Of course...
Clear off, you lot!
Go on! Buzz off!
You both look very glamorous today.
Er... going somewhere nice?
Do you think pink really suits me? 
Can I come?
Do I look too big in these eyelashes? 
Well, can I?
Sorry, Herbert, we can't gossip all day.
We've got things to do.
Oh, yes, right...
Of course...
Herbert wondered why everyone was ignoring him.
They're going to a party and I'm not invited!
I suppose I do look a bit of a mess.
Time for a warthog make-over.
Herbert had a long, luxurious pink bath.
Pink mud! Best-smelling warthog at the party!
Then he went for a haircut.
Oh, Herbert! Keep still!
Ouch!
Oops! Oh, sorry!
Nearly there!
There!
What about that?
Wow! Groovy!
The other animals were getting ready for the party too.
No sign of Herbert! Let's start the party preparations without him.
Yoo-hoo!
Anybody there?
Nelson? Zed?
Molly?
They're not here.
Music? It's coming from my place!
Hey! It's my birthday today! It's my party!
So that's what all the fuss was about!
Surprise, surprise!
Hey, guys! Let's party!
Who are you? 
I'm Herbert, of course!
Oh?
You're not Herbert! 
Oh, yes, I am!
Oh, no, you're not!
Herbert is smelly and dusty.
And itchy and funny and friendly.
You're much too smart and quite grumpy.
Where's Herbert? What have you done with him?
Oh, dear me!
Get him!
Wait! Wait! Stop! I am Herbert!
Look...
Nelson, old pal, old buddy! Let me have it!
Oh, no!
Well, you do look a bit like Herbert, but I'm still not sure!
What about this?
There's still something missing...
I know!
It is Herbert! We didn't think it was you without the smell and the dust!
And the flies! 
Will you forgive us, Herbert? 
Well...
OK! 
HURRAH!
Wait -- on one condition... 
Yes? 
What?
We'll do anything at all!
I forgive you if you... 
Yes? Yes?
If you all have a mud bath! 
A mud bath?!
It's my birthday, I'm a warthog, so you've got to do things the warthog way!
Herbert had the best party ever!
Wicked!
A big mud bath and dust and flies!
What a great idea for a party!
Good night, birthday girl!
Good night, Nelson!
Sweet dreams!