A Word Of Advice From Simba

If you've just woken up from a nap and don't know what to have for lunch - burgers would probably make a good breakfast anyway - I think cornflakes would be a best suited option. They're so nutritious and full of sunshine.

Back in my day, Amber and I used to love watching that one commercial featuring that Foghorn Leghorn lookalike named Cornelius Rooster. One time when I was watching it, I told her about the Lion Calendar (much like the Mayan Calendar, but for lions) that we used to have in my kingdom before it got destroyed by the turtle army. One part of the calendar suggests that every lion eats cornflakes for breakfast every morning. It boosts their strengths, makes their roars even louder and makes their teeth sparkle. Oh, and did I mention? It also makes their fur nice and soft.

So a nice bowl of cornflakes won't do any harm to try during lunch time. I read once in a book that you should have cornflakes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. That irresistibly crunchy taste...golden corn...oh my goodness, the joy!

So, er.....why can't everything be as simple as Kellogg's Cornflakes?

365 Days Of Happiness - Time To Rest, Not Roar

Happiness can be the pause that follows a rough day. Yesterday might have left you queasy and wrung out, the car ride with the support worker still lingering in your body. Today, though, you can soften into rest. Let yourself sink into the quiet of your room, no timetable to keep, no pressure to push. A blanket pulled close, a gentle show humming in the background, or even the simple sound of the dog’s paws padding nearby—these little comforts can stitch you back together.

Happiness doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it’s just giving yourself permission to do nothing after your body has done enough.

Daily Dose Of Such Fun - After Carsickness

Ah, the joy of a day spent entirely in bed. Yesterday may have been all wobbly tummies and carsick mutterings, but today? Today is a duvet kingdom. No guilt, no rush, just you, pillows, and perhaps a biscuit or three that somehow find their way under the covers. You can line up your favourite shows (Thunderbirds or a Bluey marathon, if you fancy), keep a notebook by your side in case a funny thought pops up, and bask in the luxury of not moving unless it’s for tea.

The best part? Staying in bed makes the whole world shrink to a manageable size—just soft sheets, gentle entertainment, and the knowledge that no one is judging you for wearing pyjamas until bedtime again. It’s not laziness, it’s recovery with flair.

Such fun.

3 Word Stories - Fill In The Blanks

'Ello there, 'er ladyship and 'er little girl 'ave set a challenge for you right here on this blog. It's a fill in the blanks game - much like those Nesquik Alphabet activities I see children use these days. Read the story below and then use these ten words to make yer own! Well, speaking of which, 'ere it is:

"I fancy craving some _______________ from Lil's fridge," I said to ________________. "Me too," said my friend, "I think we should watch ___________________ as we eat."

Now choose from each of the ten words below and make up yer own in the comments. 'Ere they are:

1. Chocolate mousse
2. Popcorn
3. Strawberry yogurt
4. Lady Penelope
5. Bluey
6. Lucky
7. Doctor Who (classic episodes)
8. Kipper
9. The Many Adventures Of Winnie The Pooh
10. Trumpton & Chigley

Now it's yer turn! What kinds of stories will you make?

Miranda's Daily Dose Of Such Fun - When You're Carsick

Well now. You’ve been out gallivanting with the support worker, all very exciting, all very “ooh look at me, in a moving vehicle, practically a stuntwoman,” and then—WHAM—carsick. Not the glamorous, windswept outing you’d pictured. More… green. Wobbly. Less of a Bond girl, more of a gone girl.

So here’s the plan. First, slippers on. Not fancy ones, mind you—slippers that look like they’ve survived several wars. The floppier the better. Then you position yourself on the sofa in what I call “the nest.” Blanket? Yes. Cushion fortress? Absolutely. Dog Mylo in attendance? Mandatory.

Snack? We’re keeping it gentle. No pickled onions, thank you very much. A nice plain biscuit. Perhaps two, if you’re feeling daring. And a mug of something hot that makes you sigh audibly when you drink it.

Entertainment is simple: nothing spinny, nothing zoomy. We are talking Bluey, Pooh Bear, or a comforting Captain Scarlet rerun—because if anyone can keep you steady after carsickness, it’s a man in an indestructible suit.

And then—best bit—you simply allow yourself to do nothing. Marvel at the sheer genius of your body for saying, “You know what? I’m tired of zooming about. Nest time, please.” Cosy nights in: the true glamour. Such fun.

365 Days Of Happiness - Keep The Balloon On The Ground!

"What lovely balloons, Dinah."

"They make me wish I was going to a party!"

-Tessie Bear and Martha Monkey, Noddy Cheers Up Big Ears

When your mind feels flat, like a balloon without air, don’t push it to fly. Instead, hold it gently. Let it rest on the ground for a while. Happiness doesn’t always look like a spark—it can be the soft pause, the nothingness, the space in between.
Close your eyes. Breathe. Touch something real: a mug of tea, a leaf, a piece of fabric. Feel its texture. That simple act reminds you—you’re alive, you’re here, and that is enough.
Sometimes the kindest thing you can do for your happiness is to allow stillness. Your thoughts will float back when they’re ready, like clouds finding their way across the sky.

Altogether now:

That IS happiness!

What Did We Miss?

I am so silly! All I had to do was change the month on the MeTV Toons schedule calendar, and there I am: in September! What a silly fool I am! So here's how the adventures during Thunderbirds and Joe 90's run on MeTV Toons might work out:

All I know is that the Thunderbirds episode 'Pit Of Peril' contains signs of radiation poisoning, one you might expect from sudden nuclear war - or if you're riding the Sidewinder - but I do know that there are real, wild, primitive animals in the beginning. Do you know what I would like to imagine when I see this? You don't? Okay, here we go: Brains, Alan and Tin Tin love to roam wild and free as wild men and women (and a girl) in Africa, interacting with all those cuddly animals and feeling safe in the palm of nature's hand. We are snuggled up comfortably in a soft treetop nest, sleeping together in a huge pile. We swim in the lake, cool and refreshing and clean, splashing each other and laughing loudly and happily. It's such a paradisaical life, you may never want to leave this fantasy for good and always.

And as for The Perils Of Penelope....I can't even begin to talk about it. It's the saddest Thunderbirds episode I've ever seen, and it's all because of my beautiful mummy, Lady Penelope, being tied to a railroad track unless the scientist reveals genetic experiments. Sigh. I'd like to imagine I'd sit on the balcony of the mansion, crying, then Lady Penelope comes to comfort me. Delighted and upset, I run into her arms, crying and saying that this monorail incident which involved the help of International Rescue was my fault, but Lady Penelope lifted me in a soft hug and told me it wasn't anybody's fault, not even mine. It could happen to anyone, but Gordon did threaten Penelope after the rescue to kill me if he didn't watch out. I was more than shocked, but Lady Penelope treated me with a mug of her favourite cocoa and then tucked me into bed, snuggling to sleep beside me.

Then there's Terror In New York City. A pretty timeless episode if you were to see it in theatres, but to me, it means more. So. Much. More. You've probably seen the cut down US dub of the episode on Youtube, featuring the versions of the characters who swear and do nasty criminal things, but since this episode is a simple, basic plot, it's a time for Alan, Tin Tin and I to snuggle together on the sofa and feel safe. We'd pile up on top of one another, snuggled safe beside each other, and fall asleep in no time at all. All Jeff Tracy can hear, as he watches proudly, is our snores and snuffles as we sleep peacefully, knowing International Rescue is there to care for me. I am the baby of the organisation, am I right?

Nothing To Wine About - A Sherlock Penelope File

Spy mission log:

So Tailmon, Agumon and I were at a wild party at Club Rainbow, and we were so partied out we might've had the time to take a little break. However, we noticed Chippy leaving with Cherry and followed her to see what was going on - and to our shock, we found a drowned tramp!

The next morning, I told my mummy, Sherlock Penelope, everything, and she went to the hospital to find out why the tramp had drowned in the river. I was disturbed by the sight of bloody bandages all over the victim's faces, but still, it wasn't something to worry about, not even the massive hooks holding meat.

While on our way to the harbour we met a homeless girl named Judo, who had an actual baby puppy in her pram alongside a bottle of stale wine. She said she used the stale wine to get wasted even though she was only six years old. Then we met local fisherman Maynard, who lived with his wife and his baby son. I had a good time helping them sort out the fish and cook them for their tea, but Penelope was wondering if Maynard was taking spy agents in for slavery.

Later, we reported all this to S.P.Y 'Quarters, and were assigned to search an abandoned pharmacist for clues since the tramp worked at the pharmacist years before he drowned. It was old, dusty and whitewashed from ceiling to floor, but then Lady Penelope had to grab me and drag me out of here since a huge rain of asbestos fell from the ceiling. Once we reported what we found back to Jeff Tracy, head of S.P.Y 'Quarters, we went home since the working day was over.

After a long, warm bath and a nourishing dinner, we went to sleep in our soft, cosy bed...however, Sherlock Penelope was having a hallucogenic dream about stale wine and the hallucinations it can give you. And they were pretty terrifying indeed! Sherlock Penelope woke up screaming and sick, and had to vomit for almost 2 hours before Parker could call an ambulance and take her to hospital. It was up to me to solve the case alone.

First I went to meet Mrs Tibble and the Tibble Twins, who were constantly fighting over which toy was theirs', or, who got to pet the baby budgies first. While they went to the old vehicle museum, Mrs Tibble explained to me that things haven't been the same since CBBC got Americanised by the government, who wanted programmes which aren't of the relaxing British source people wanted. This is also the result of too much airtime of Malory Towers on there, and CBBC turned it into a loud American sitcom, which took up too much airtime on the channel, like the cartoons on there, the same way Teen Titans Go took up all the schedule time on Cartoon Network every, single, day. And let me tell you the bad news: CBBC is slowly becoming a Boomerang/Pop ripoff, and they might even get the voiceover from Boomerang and Pop to do continuity announcements - in an American accent! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I was so shocked that I ran out of the house crying.

I then went to the locomotive museum and saw all of Gerry Anderson's hand made vehicles on display - the Thunderbirds, Stingray, Fireball XL5, Gabriel...everything. Then I met Agent G.B. (or Ginger, from Chicken Run), who explained to me that Americanisation of British kids' TV wasn't my fault. We had a long talk about how the kids' TV industry was slowly turning to the American side thanks to too many budget cuts, and how PBS Kids will be shutting down soon. Upset by this news, I hugged Agent G.B. out of dispair.

American kids need less brainrot more than ever, and it was a generation that was trusted by parents and beloved by children in America for years and years and years. It has been around ever since I was born. And CBBC hasn't progressed well too. When CITV vanished in 2023, the trouble started. Don't you prefer the days when there were good shows instead of bad, cheap American cartoons?

Ditch the Americanisation.

Go British.

Boomerang France - Tout De Suite (2006 to 2010)

30 (Late) Years Of Fanderson

In 2011, Fanderson hosted a 30th birthday party - complete with a cake! Where's the cake? Unfortunately, some Anderson characters attended too. Let's take a closer look, Bluey's The Sign-style.

I was there when everyone came and attended the party. The group photos were taken first, first of everyone, then of each group of characters, show by show. Then we went to the tent to enjoy some food and drink. Let's just say Yung-Star got drunk on too much of Marina's 'Seaweed Wine'. Lady Penelope was there too, and so was everyone I knew - Parker, Brains, Alan, Tin Tin, Jeff Tracy, Marina, Oink, Titan, Captain Scarlet, plus everyone I knew was there.

Of course, we had to have the cake without ceremony, and everyone had a piece - even Zoonie, who dug into a hunk of the cake! That cake tasted of vanilla and buttercream - yummy! Then all night long we played party games and danced to loud, upbeat music until the next morning, when we were too pooped out to even dance a lot more, and we were all asleep. And Commander Shore? Let's just say that throughout the party he acted as drunk as Uncle Stripe was.

Also on this day, Torchy became best friends with Harold Hare after agreeing to appear in his 'Own Paper'. The Liverpool Echo reported on the forthcoming Terrahawks series, and Fanderson hosted a one day celebration of its own creation...

...THREE YEARS AGO?! Oh god, I - hang on, hang on....sssssshhhhh, I must be very quiet. I mustn't wake everyone up now.

Sea Of Serenity

Marina and Oink love to bond together as a mother and adopted son. Marina is so fair, kind and gentle, that you can easily compare her to Lady Penelope - or so she thinks. Tonight on MeTV Toons, there's going to be more Supercar, Fireball XL5 and Stingray, which means there's a serene side to Marina's undersea excursions without the assistance of the Stingray crew.

She and Oink love to sneak out at night and dive into the ocean water, swimming deep under the sea and discovering new aquatic life and happiness which are hidden in the depths. All the while, Marina would try very hard not to get that 'Aqua Marina' song stuck in her head, because if she hears that god-awful song again, she'd probably find herself physically assaulting Troy and Phones whenever she feels up for it.

Anyway, Marina loves to swim with seahorses and look for buried treasure in sunken ships. It's Marina's duty to collect whatever's buried in the sea and bring it back up to Marineville to place them on the shelves in her room. Commander Shore would often ask, "What is this junk?" to which Atlanta would explain that she's 'unleashing her inner Ariel', as Marina watches The Little Mermaid quite a lot.

Anyway, when Marina and Oink emerge from the depths, they like to splash each other in the darkness of the sea to their hearts' content. Marina is too silent to laugh, but Oink grunts with laughter as Marina splashes him senseless. Marina feels free in the water, away from the clutches of Titan (if he feels up to capturing her) and happily finding treasures wherever she goes.

However, it's no surprise to learn that if you go onto the beach the next morning, you'd be shocked to see what looks like a dead mermaid with a sleepy baby seal by her side! But no need to worry, it's only Marina fast asleep on the soft sand with Oink by her side.

Oh, what would Troy Tempest think?

I Love Tin Tin

It was during one of my sleepovers on Tracy Island that Tin Tin and I spent time together in the lounge, bonding and showing our sisterly love for one another. Noticing the book 'Guess How Much I Love You' on the shelf, I decided to ask Tin Tin: "Guess how much I love you?"

The love measuring wasn't at all a math lesson, but a lesson in comfort and caring. What first started as measuring how big our love is turned into a walk out onto the beach at night, with Tin Tin and me saying things like "I love you from your head to your toes" or "I love you the same height as a palm tree". Sometimes, we would tickle each other and play together with each saying that we love each other.

And then, when it approached midnight, I was getting a bit tired, so I whispered to Tin Tin as she held me in her arms, "I love you all the way up to the moon." Tin Tin lay down and relaxed on her deckchair and kissed me on the forehead. She said the same words Big Nutbrown Hare said at the end of the book:

"I love you all the way to the moon - and back."

Let's hope Alan hears this. He loves me too.

Brains' Cold

One time, Alan, Tin Tin and I were looking forward to playing a new board game Alan got with all the money from his piggy bank, when Brains came in sniffling and sneezing. He was down with a nasty cold, so I decided to pretend to be a nurse. With the help of the other, kinder residents, I nourished Brains with food, medicine and water, and even gave him his favourite wolf teddy, Grey Brother, to go to sleep with - because as we all know, Brains can't get to sleep without Grey Brother.

For the rest of the day until Lady Penelope came to take me home, Alan, Tin Tin and I were sitting quietly, listening to soft, gentle music and relaxing.