Can You Tell Me How To Get, How To Get To Sesame Street ?
Back in the late seventies, I could be found, early on Saturday mornings, perched expectantly in my little wicker chair, waiting for my weekly trip down to Sesame Street.
So fond are the memories I had a flash of inspiration while You Tubing it - surely the Munchkin could benefit from such a televisual feast. So there I sat, reliving my youth, the Munchkin on lap having a high old time. I never realised that learning the alphabet could be such fun.
Deciding to go retro with the Munchkin’s 45 minutes of television a day, the Husband dusted off his Jamie and His Magic Torch DVD and I set about locating Big Bird and his Friends on DVD. Of course Ebay didn’t let me down on this front. We’re now working on the Muppets.
Sounding like old mother time, I really can’t help thinking that they just don’t make ‘em like they used to.
