Shane Richie - My Grandpa's Amazing Inventions CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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Right, bolt goes in there. Screw that, then hammer...

Ow!

Oh, hello. I'm Shane. I'm just working on my latest invention.

I've always wanted to be an inventor,

but I've never found the perfect thing to invent.

I tried teacups that stirred themselves,

but they spilled the tea.

Toothpaste that squeezed itself...

It went all over the bathroom.

I made a machine to help me get dressed,

but I got socks on my hands and gloves on my feet.

I still need to make the perfect invention.

There are amazing inventions in tonight's story.

They might give me ideas!

The story's by Richard Johnson.

It's called My Grandpa's Amazing Inventions.

This is me with my grandpa.

My grandpa is very old and very clever.

At the bottom of the garden, in his dark, dusty workshop,

he makes the most marvellous things. My grandpa is an inventor.

One day a letter arrived for Grandpa.

This is what it said.

"Dear Sir,

"You are invited to take part

"in The World's Latest And Greatest Invention Contest

"(Grandpa category).

"Use your imagination.

"Build something amazing to win the first-prize trophy."

Grandpa scratched his head.

"What shall I build?" he wondered. Grandma had an idea.

"How about an amazing speaker-zoo-a-phone gizmo

"that lets us talk with the animals?

"Oh, imagine chatting with a giraffe! What would you ask it?"

"Well, that's been done before," said Grandpa. "What else?"

"I know! Build a fabulous deep-sea tentaclon," I suggested.

"We could dive to the bottom of the ocean, gather treasure

"and live down there as rulers of the ocean."

"Imagine a red double-decker space-bus," Grandpa said dreamily.

"We could catch it at the end of the road

"and take a daytrip across the galaxy. Picnic on the moon, anyone?

"The views aren't bad!"

"Yeah, Grandpa! Or...

"you could make a super-bouncy heated balloon-a-suit," I said.

"We could bounce around the park

"and never hurt ourselves or get cold."

"Or you could build a multi-action digger to help me in the garden,"

Grandma suggested.

"I could burrow deep underground and spy on the neighbours' turnips.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

"Or what about making a magnificent magnifying machine

"that can make things ten times bigger?" I said.

"You'd have to be careful where you pointed it," murmured Grandpa.

"I could build fabulously-feathered mechanical flip-flappers,"

Grandpa said, waving his arms about.

"We could fly with the birds, over the tallest towers, into the clouds.

"Up and away! Ha-ha!"

It was getting late, when suddenly Grandpa shouted,

"Oh! I know exactly what I'll build!"

He rushed down the garden path to his workshop,

where he stayed all night, hammering, banging and crashing.

It was so noisy!

The next morning,

a tired Grandpa emerged from his workshop with a big grin.

His mysterious machine was hidden under a large blanket.

We begged him to tell us what he made, but he wouldn't.

"It's a secret," he winked. "Wait and see."

It was the day of the competition.

While Grandpa made last-minute adjustments,

I decided to explore.

I saw a gizmo called a fancy-pant-washing wonderbot,

a gadget called the super-duper self-soaping copter bath

and all sorts of amazing things.

Then it was Grandpa's turn.

Everyone fell silent,

as they waited for him to reveal his amazing invention.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. A-hem!" announced Grandpa.

"I would like to present my incredible

"story-telling-showing-and-smelling marvellous magic machine!"

He whisked away the blanket and flicked the switch.

The machine whirred into action. The crowd were enthralled,

as the machine told wonderful tales with pictures and sound effects...

and even smells!

Everyone clapped and cheered. "Hooray!"

They all agreed Grandpa's invention should win the first-prize trophy.

Later that evening, it was finally my turn to try the story machine,

but when Grandpa switched it on,

all that came out was a puff of smoke.

"Crrrk! Pop! Phee-phoo! Swrzzz! Once... Brrr! Once upon a pigeon...

"Thr... Thr... Three bananas! Wrrrzzz! Badda-badda che...

"Cooka... Fish-fish-fishfingers. Brr-wrr! The end."

The amazing invention was broken.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, dear!" said Grandpa, chuckling.

"Never mind. I think I'd better tell you a bedtime story of my own."

Grandpa invented a wonderful story about a girl

who owned fabulously-feathered mechanical flip-flappers

and flew around the world, having magical adventures.

"Who needs a story-telling machine?" I thought drowsily, my eyes closing.

"I've got a wonder-marvellous,

"create-a-tastic, crinkle-wrinkle, magic-making Grandpapa! Ha-ha!"

And that story was called My Grandpa's Amazing Inventions.

I won't make a story-telling-showing-and-smelling

marvellous magic machine.

Instead, I'll come back soon and tell you another story.

Night-night. Sweet dreams. See you soon.

Right, let's see about making this amazing speaker-zoo-a-phone.

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