Whiskery Bill Meets The Walrus

Ah, ah, ah, don't turn that dial. This is the right station if you want to hear about Jonathan Thomas and his Christmas on the moon. Ding, dong, ding, the bells do ring. We're bringing you news of the latest thing that has happened up on the moon.

And we hurried to bring it quicker than soon, or we knew you'd be worried, and that's why we hurried in from the icy snows to tell you some more how the story goes. Now, of course you remember little Jonathan Thomas, who has lived six years and never once broke a promise.

And you remember the squeeze bubbles who broke all the laws and kidnapped poor old Santa Claus? And how Jonathan Thomas and the man in the moon and... Well, of course, Gorgon's all of the horse, set out real soon, and they had to because, well, they've just got to rescue old Santa Claus.

Well, never you mind. They'll find him yet. Oh, but we mustn't forget that wicked old witch of rumple stitch, and how in the nightmare for a so deep little Jonathan Thomas has fallen asleep. And he wasn't supposed to do that at all, and he wouldn't if he hadn't happened to fall right off the back of the horse.

But now, of course, Whiskery Bill, he's a squirrel, he tried to see if there could possibly be a charm to break the spell which the wicked old witch had woven so well. And how he found out, only goodness knows, but it turned out to be a red, red rose.

So now, while Jonathan Thomas lies fast asleep, and all of his friends stand round and weep, The whiskery bill is way over the hill and going to the rainbows end, where everyone knows that the brambly rose didn't have any color of red.