Welcome to Fairy’s Marvellous Magical Marmalade Factory
Hello my adoring fans and other people. I’m glad you could join me on this historic day in Fairy’s Fruitery. We have been selected by a very important group of Magical Marmalade big-wigs to be visited by an even more important celebrity type someone for possible inclusion in a world famous Marmalade Guide or Brownie or something equally grand. Oh joy!
I had better start rehearsing my welcome speech.
Ahem . . . you must be highly honoured for me to deign to accept this stupendous award . . .
What was that? I haven’t been awarded anything yet? Ooooops! Maybe we ought to get properly prepared for the inspection and all that.
Right, Mr Foreman Bear. I want you to try and keep your pesky mousie type helpers under control. I run a tight ship here and everyone has to look as if they know what’s what. Oh, and there’s no need to keep testing the Whisky Marmalade is there?
What was that noise?????
Ooooooh, errrr, I think the very important celebrity superstar type inspector has arrived.
Nervous? Me? Don’t be silly, I am performing a welcoming tap-dance with my knees.
Oh my ears and whiskers, it’s only that marvellous marmalade munching miracle – Mr Paddington, all the way from deepest, darkest Appleby!
Oh do come in your highness, take off your boots and make your self at home.
Please feel free to start your inspection whenever you want to. Oh, you have started already have you?
Squeak Squeek – Oh for goodness sake you two, come on stop messing about – stand up straight!
Squeak Squeak – One day I want to be big enough to fill Paddington’s shoes!
Oh the un-bearable tension! I don’t care for all this deliberating malarkey.
Oh my – I think he must have finished – he’s coming over ( and about time too – I’m feeling distinctly peckish!)
Oh thank goodness – not only have we been accepted into the special book type thingy – I have been awarded Three Spare Tyre Awards!
Well done everyone – Three cheers for Fairy!
Hip, hip, hooray!
And if that wasn’t honour enough – Fairy’s Magical Marmalade has received the highest accolade of preserve making achievement ever –
Paddington’s own ‘Official Seal of Approval’!
Very nice I’m sure – but not quite as good as Mummy’s special salad snacks. Bye now Paddington – off you go – I’m not sure this blog has room for two such inter galactic super egos. Anyway all that chest fur reminds me it’s almost time for my Daddy cuddle!
