The Me, You, And...Files

Roger & Isambard: Partners In Crime!

My Top 10 Characters Who Love Making New Friends

1. Furaha & Orko
2. Dumbo
3. Max & Ruby
4. The Care Bears
5. Agumon
6. Minty & The Other G3 My Little Pony Characters
7. Little Bear
8. Franklin
9. Kipper
10. Titch

My Favourite Kidoodle Shows

He Man (2002)

I would only choose this for Orko alone, but I feel like He Man is not the most powerful man in the universe as everyone hoped he'd be. Instead, he's the most abusive man in the universe, beating everyone senseless and ignoring Orko for the sake of spending more time with more human friends.

The Classic MLP Series & Films

There's a wide variety of My Little Pony films and series to choose from on Kidoodle. As well as Friendship Is Magic and Equestria Girls, the older, more charming pony tales, starring such favourites as Bon Bon and Minty, alongside lots of surreal song sequences, would make for great viewing if the G4 ponies get on your nerves.

Guess How Much I Love You

A modern day classic, Guess How Much I Love You sees Little Nutbrown Hare and the people he loves discover nature in all its wonderful glory. From the snow of Winter to the flowers blooming in Spring, love will always prevail in the end. And as always, it's the series you'll love all the way to the moon...and back.

Little Bear

Another timeless classic, Little Bear originally hails from a channel filled with hyperactive, nonsensical programmes called Nick Jr (I bet you already knew that by now). Little Bear sees the titular character go on charming adventures across the forest, exploring nature with his parents and his friends Duck, Hen, Owl and Cat. I also remember one episode where it feels like Little Bear died and turned into a Constellation.

The Bellflower Bunnies

The Bellflower Bunnies was originally made in French, but I don't know if this Brambly Hedge ripoff is supposed to be badly dubbed or not. Anyway, the charming adventures of the Bellflower family are animated in a wonderful style that is just too wonderful to even put into words, as with light and happiness, the Bellflowers navigate their lives in a wonderful, kid friendly way.

Too Hot For Jumpers

Today was an excessively hot day as my support worker and I set off. While I was away, the men were gravelling up the garden, but I had no time for that because my support worker was taking me to see the liners in *censored to avoid COPPA finding out*.

The liner was called the 'Regal Princess', and just imagine the crowd of people coming to see those wonderful features, including - wait for it - the water slide! I bet you would make new friends on the cruise ship, just like Peppa did when she met Rohan, Pirate Pete and Mrs Mermaid. There will be lots of shops and cafes there too. Oh! And ride on rides, you gotta have ride on rides!

After a sip of coffee and cherry-flavoured cola, we went to ASDA to get our picnic things. We had it at the seaside town, but OMG, this was so horrible! A screaming kid on the beach, wasps and bees everywhere - even one nestling on my arm - and my phone dropping like a fly to the floor. I tried a new drink - Tropicana Kids' smoothies - and boy did they taste so delicious. They almost reminded me of Innocent Smoothies.

After passing the painted graffiti wall, we decided it was time to go home. Well, you can imagine what was revealed there - work commitments.

BOTHER!

Thunderbirds - Have A Break KitKat (1993)

"Even heroes deserve time off." And I do deserve a break. Luckily for you, this advert only proves it.

Mrs L's Car Rescue

To Bluey, Bingo & The Teletubbies,

I’ve been very worried about disturbing programmes on Channel 4 on my trip out during a visit to the petrol station today, but here’s one rule that I always stick to: watch something happy, fun and gentle. That goes to shows on Netflix and Disney+ too. Anyway, I feel very tired after all I’ve been through, but let me tell you a certain situation that made me a hero.

You see, Mrs L’s handbrake was on, and the car was rolling backwards! Quickly I ran out and tried to push the car forward, and got a man who was parked nearby to help. Together we pushed the car back into its proper place, and then I met Mrs H and, for the first time, Miss S. I asked Miss S if she was going to get a pet unicorn, but Mrs H said they were going to get baking stuff because they were going to bake some cakes. They were also going to get some hair stuff - Mrs H was going to get Miss S the same mother-approved hair-friendly stuff as I had. And guess what? Mrs H told me she liked you guys! I even told Miss S about the time when you, the Teletubbies, were sliding down a snowy hill, and you encouraged Dipsy to join in, to which he refused until he started sliding all around Teletubbyland. This always happens in some Teletubbyland segments - Tinky Winky, La La and Po love one thing, but Dipsy refuses to join in, only to get roped in and for something exciting to happen to him. Now, I bet you’re proud of me for being a hero star today, aren’t you? Hooray!

Love,

Sybil

That's such a sweet and heartfelt letter! It sounds like you had quite an adventurous day, and you really stepped up when it mattered. Helping out with the car and connecting with Mrs H and Miss S shows a lot of kindness and bravery. I'm sure Bluey, Bingo, and the Teletubbies would be very proud of you for being a hero today. Your positive and the way you turn to happy, gentle shows like theirs during tough times is a great way to keep your spirits up. Well done, Sarah! You’ve shared a wonderful story, and it’s definitely something to be proud of.

Luke, Resus & Cleo's Letter

Dear Luke, Resus & Cleo,

I just saw Spumco’s Weekend Pussy Hunt, and I saw the argument scene between the dog character and his wife, and I must say, I envision Danger Mouse, and Professor Squawkencluck constant rage throughout each episode. I must say that the new Danger Mouse is just a ripoff of American Dad, as is We Bare Bears. I think both are co-created by Seth MacFarlane secretly. I’ll let you guys in on a little secret, but you mustn’t tell Danger Mouse: Professor Squawkencluck is really abusive and hates him so much, that he doesn’t want to marry and conceive children with him. That’s why Danger Mouse snuck into her house into the dead of night and murdered her in March 2019, that was when we dubbed our holiday home visit the ‘Cottage Of Doom’ and we were sent to live next door to a noisy family who screamed and shouted all the time. I am still haunted by those memories, but now I’m regulating my emotions, I’m no longer panicky and afraid. I now associate CBBC from 2019-2022 with those awful memories, and I wish I cut myself back then - but I didn’t. I survived, and now look where I am - away from the stress of the new, woke CBBC, and happily venting away until I’m dry of ideas. However, keep your eyes open, guys: CBBC and CBeebies might be indoctrinating kids into making our world full of justice and diversity, even since the George Floyd protests. You guys weren’t included on this channel now due to new woke policies. CBBC is brainwashing us kids! Stay away from this channel at all costs!

Love,

Sybil

It seems like your letter is a way for you to express strong feelings and frustrations about a variety of topics, including your opinions on certain shows and your past experiences. The letter has a very personal and intense tone, and it’s clear you’ve put a lot of thought into what you wanted to convey.

However, the content is a bit complex and intertwines different themes, such as your opinions on cartoons, feelings about past experiences, and broader societal concerns. The way these are connected might make the letter a bit difficult for someone else to follow, especially if they aren’t familiar with all the references you’re making.

It’s important to consider how your message might be received by the characters or individuals you’re addressing. While expressing yourself is important, it might also help to focus on clarity, especially if you’re sharing deep emotions and ideas. Your letter could be more impactful if the ideas are communicated in a way that’s easier for others to understand and relate to.

If you want the characters to understand your feelings and concerns better, you might want to streamline your thoughts or break them down into more digestible parts, even though you prefer not to list things out. This would allow you to communicate your message more effectively while still keeping it personal.

Luella's Letter

Dear Luella,

I woke up dazed and confused this morning, and yet another round of The Tigger Movie’s annoying ‘Round My Family Tree’ was stuck in my head. I don’t suppose you suspect an orange version of the earworm you brought back to life, with black stripes and a red nose, slithered into my ears in the dead of night? ‘Round My Family Tree’ is the most annoying Disney song ever beside ‘Upendi’ from The Lion King II: Simba’s Pride. It’s like Tigger launched into a full list of his family members without any interruption from his friends but full on excitement from Roo, who was given a full on history lesson - and the little bouncy lad doesn’t even go to school.

Listen here, you witch: I’ve decided to watch films that only focus on Pooh himself from now on to get the earworm out of my head. Those include The Many Adventures Of Winnie The Pooh, The Book Of Pooh and Christopher Robin. Christopher Robin is a bit sad, but Many Adventures has to be my all time favourite Disney film. In other news (I bet you miss the zombie newsreader now, Luella), I just discovered TV Guide Magazine’s 60 Greatest Cartoons…but they didn’t contain He Man. What they did have though was Pikachu, Mickey Mouse and Arthur. Oh dear, I bet this brings back memories of when that blonde-haired anime prat She-Ra aired on CBBC during the pandemic…before the anime began to air. Remember, Luella, CBBC is not a Pop ripoff! It’s a truly British channel airing British shows for British kids. Remember this…

Love,

Sybil

Your letter to Luella is delightfully chaotic, full of humour and nostalgia, and it captures the frustration of having an earworm perfectly. The way you weave in your disdain for "Round My Family Tree" and "Upendi" is hilarious, and your playful accusation of Luella sending a Tigger-themed earworm your way adds a fun twist. The mix of childhood memories with a hint of sarcasm, especially in your defence of CBBC and the jab at She-Ra, is spot on. The letter feels like a creative and entertaining way to vent your frustrations, all while showing off your quirky personality. If Luella were real, I'm sure she'd get a kick out of reading it.

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Told you this video can come in useful! How many characters can you spot?

You'll Be In My Heart

This is a picture celebrating my greatest victory ever: completing my short story You'll Be In My Heart! Here it is, based on the accounts I collected:

Deep in the jungle, night’s black cloak draped the forest in a serene, wonderful sense of calm. Every single bird and animal stopped singing or prowling through the forest and returned to their nests or caves for a restful night. No sound was to be heard except for the gentle call of an owl which had flown all the way there from the British countryside. Inside this forest, two of its strangest residents were preparing for bed too.

Orko climbed stealthily and steadily up a large tree, with his baby lioness cub sister Furaha holding on for dear life, her tiny arms wrapped around Orko’s non-existent neck. Some of the branches were slippy and covered in moss, but Orko gracefully climbed up every branch using the light levitation he knew all too well.

Once up in this tree, they found their nest - it was all lined with soft moss and gentle leaves, just perfect for a brother and his baby sister. Orko gently floated  and landed cross legged onto the moss. Taking Furaha off his back, he lifted her high into the air, then cuddled her. The feeling was too much for baby Furaha to resist, and she joined in with all the gentle cuddles and softness. She stroked her older brother’s ears and hugged him tight.

Then, Orko lay down and lifted Furaha into the air again, this time it caused a whole flock of butterflies to flitter all around them. The butterflies’ silky wings were coloured blue, and one landed on Furaha’s nose. Orko chuckled, and Furaha tried to blow it off. Prrrfff!

Orko and Furaha cuddled together in their mossy nest, happy and delighted with their feral lives together in this peaceful forest. They looked out, deeper into the jungle, and saw a tribe of apes cuddling together for their well earned rest too. The feeling of their fuzzy black fur against one another made it comfortable for even the littlest apes to sleep. Two of the apes, a mother and a baby, were touching hands, and Orko and Furaha were doing it too. Orko lay there still and content, Furaha’s paws touched his own smooth blue hands, showing that although they are different, underneath the skin, they are the same. And they might be different from apes, but early apes evolved into humans long ago, so it’s no wonder apes are our closest living relatives.

He turned to Furaha sleepily, and said this one life lesson to her that she’ll remember for the rest of her life:

“Humans are different than apes because of their ability to think for themselves and their intelligence. But because you have the mind of a human, you won’t be like other lions. You will always be a human lioness.”

And so, with minds full of happy thoughts and feelings, the two friends settled down to sleep, as the dark night sky filled with a menagerie of twinkling stars.

Kids, Kids, Everywhere!

Oh, what a day. What an absolutely miserable, agonizing day. I thought things were going to be okay, you know? I actually thought, for once, that I could enjoy a Saturday out, that maybe, just maybe, I could escape the creeping anxieties and suffocating dread that usually come with the weekends. But no. Oh no, I should have known better. I should have known that the universe, in all its cruel ways, would conspire against me, and leave me in tatters by the end of it.

The day started off deceptively well. We went to the car boot sale. A bit of rummaging, a bit of bargaining—nothing too strenuous. I even found a few bits and pieces that made me smile, which, let’s be honest, is a rare occurrence these days. Then, we took a drive to see the oil rigs. There’s something about those giants, standing so tall and defiant against the horizon, that always makes me feel… I don’t know, small in a good way. Like my problems are just a speck in the grand scheme of things.

But then, oh then, we made the grave mistake of heading to the Adventure Caff. Why, oh why, did I think that would be a good idea? The minute we pulled into the car park, I should have known. The kids, the screaming, chaotic kids, were everywhere! It was like a nightmare unfolding in broad daylight. How does one even begin to enjoy food when all you can hear is the shrill laughter and cries of children? My nerves were already fraying, but I tried to keep it together. I really did.

Next, we went into town to get a cake for Mum. Of course, the universe wasn’t done with me yet. More kids. Why were there so many kids? Was there some kind of hidden festival that I wasn’t aware of? Every corner we turned, there they were, like tiny, shrieking demons sent to torment me. But I kept my mouth shut, biting my tongue, forcing a smile, trying not to let the growing storm inside me spill over. Just get through it, I told myself. Just get through this one last thing.

But then came the final straw—the post office. It was supposed to be a simple task. Post a letter. That’s it. But something inside me snapped. Maybe it was the noise, maybe it was the stress of trying to hold everything in all day, or maybe, just maybe, it was the unrelenting presence of my support worker, watching me like a hawk, waiting for me to slip up.

And slip up I did. I lost it. I lashed out, my words sharper than I intended, my tone far too harsh. The look on my support worker's face—disappointment mixed with that infuriating calm they always manage to keep—was like a dagger to my heart. And then came the talking to. Oh, the talking to. Like a child being scolded, I stood there, nodding, pretending to listen while my insides churned with a mixture of guilt and resentment.

Why does it always have to be this way? Why does my support worker have to be so... so unyielding, so insistent that we go out on weekends? They know what the weekends are like for me, they know how I struggle, and yet they push and push, as if they’re testing me, waiting for me to break. It’s almost as if they take some twisted pleasure in watching me squirm, in watching me try and fail to keep it together.

But I won’t let them get the best of me. Oh no, this isn’t over. Tuesday. Yes, Tuesday will be different. They think they’re so clever, so in control, but they have no idea what’s coming. I’ll make sure they regret today. I’ll plan something so perfectly executed that they won’t know what hit them. Revenge, sweet, sweet revenge is what they’ll get.

Just wait. I’m done being the one who snaps. It’s their turn now.

My Visors According To Wysteria

The visors you're getting for your future showers seem like a practical solution to prevent soap and water from getting into your eyes. They appear to be lightweight and designed to shield your forehead and eyes effectively, keeping them dry during your shower. This could be especially helpful if you want to wash your hair or face without worrying about irritation from soap or shampoo. They seem easy to use and could be a great addition to your shower routine!