Monday, 10 March 2008

More wonderful additions to Pots, Trains and Aeroplanes for your enjoyment.

"Well, we can give it a go. The wind is quite gusty today and if we don't waste to much time, we should have it in the air after lunch time."
"Right what do we need? Can we make two, one for you and one for me? What colour shall it be? Will we be able to give it a tail?"
"Hold on, hold on Morag, let's make one first, then let's get what we need and then "let's make a kite." If Mary Poppins can do it so can I." They both stood up and stared at each other, Morag began to laugh, her Mum began to laugh
and the fun began.
It didn't take them long to get the stuff they needed, they
decided to use plastic for the kite as they had some nice plastic carriers from the freezer shop, well big enough and nice and strong.
The string and twine was easy, as was the sticks and the bamboo for Mrs Banks was a keen gardener. She even had an empty reel off a used fence wire to roll the kite string on. Then whilst Liz was getting all these things together. Morag had some pretty pieces of very light plastic to make the tail bows out of, she had most of these finished by the time her mum came back in from the garden. Then mum cut 80cm of string for the tail and Morag fixed each of the bows onto it, about 10cm apart.
Kelly, sadly she has gone to doggie heaven now.Then came the making of the kite, it was so exciting, they had everything that was on the list and together on the kitchen floor they made there kite. They only had one bad slip up and that was when Kelly Dog decided to walk straight through the middle of everything, she ended up with all the spare string wound round her back leg.
"Oh dear Kell you are a little bug." Morag told her off as she took the string off her leg, "now you go and sit down quietly in the front room till we've finished. Then you can come out with us, can't she Mummy?"
"If she's good she can." Liz answered squinting at the dog.
Kelly dropped her ears and sloped off into the front room and her cushion.


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