Jack and the Flum Flum Tree CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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Hello, I'm Grandpa.

Are you ready to join me for a big adventure in tonight's bedtime story?

Fantastic.

The story is called Jack And The Flumflum Tree,

and it's written by Julia Donaldson and David Roberts.

Jack had a granny and his granny had spots.

Great big, purple ones, lots and lots.

The doctor came and he shook his head,

"Your granny has the moozles," the doctor said.

"And the only cure in the world," said he,

"is the fruit that grows on the flumflum tree.

"And the only place that the flumflum grows"

"is the faraway Isle of Blowyernose."

So, Jack built a boat, and Jack found a crew,

red-cheeked Rose and stubble-cheeked Stu.

And he said to Stu, and he said to Rose,

"We're off to the Isle of Blowyernose."

Granny came down to the dock with Jack,

and she gave him a bulgy patchwork sack.

And in that sack were a pair of wooden spoons

a porridge bowl, tent pegs, some red and blue balloons,

Granny's old skipping rope, a pack of chewing gum,

three spotty hankies and a tom-tom drum.

And Jack said, "Granny, what is the use of those?"

"Aha," said Granny, and she tapped her nose.

Then off sailed Jack with Stu and Rose

to the faraway Isle of Blowyernose.

"Sharks!" cried Rose. "Lots!" cried Stu.

"They'll gobble us! They'll guzzle us!

"Whatever shall we do?"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist," said Jack.

"Let's have a look in the patchwork sack.

"Red balloons, blue balloons, they should do the trick!

"Puff, puff, blow them up, let them go quick."

Then the sharks went nip, and the sharks went gnash,

chasing the balloons with a bang, pop, splash!

"A leak!" cried Rose. "It's wet!" said Stu.

"The boat is full of water, whatever shall we do?"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist," said Jack.

"Let's have a look in the patchwork sack."

"Granny's pack of chewing gum, that'll do the trick."

"Chew it up, stretch it out, stick it in quick."

So, they chewed and they stretched and they plugged that hole,

and they bailed out the water with Granny's porridge bowl.

Then on sailed Jack with Stu and Rose

for the faraway Isle of Blowyernose.

"Whoops!" cried Rose, "Help!" cried Stu.

"I can't swim for toffee! Whatever will you do?"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist," said Jack.

"Let's have a look in the patchwork sack."

"Granny's old skipping rope, that should do the trick.

"Hold tight, throw it out, grab the handle quick."

So, they heaved and they hauled and they pulled Stu in.

"Good old Granny, she saved my skin."

Then, on sailed Jack with Stu and Rose,

till they came to the Isle of Blowyernose.

And there on a hill for all to see

stood the bright, green, feathery flumflum tree.

"It's tall!" cried Rose. "It's smooth!" cried Stu.

"It's not got any branches, whatever shall we do?"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist," said Jack.

"Let's have a look in the patchwork sack."

"Granny's bag of tent pegs, that should do the trick.

"Bang, bang, knock them in, climb the tree quick."

Then up went Rose as nimble as could be,

and she brought down the fruit of the flumflum tree.

Then Jack and Stu and Rose had a doze,

on the soft, sandy beach of Blowyernose.

"A thief!" cried Rose, "A monkey!" yelled Stu.

"He's got our precious flumflum, whatever shall we do?"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist." said Jack,

"Let's have a look in the patchwork sack.

"Granny's spoons and tom-tom, they should do the trick,

"pick them up, thump, thump, sing a song quick!"

The monkey crept closer, he listened to the tunes

he put down the flumflum, and he grabbed the wooden spoons.

Then, back sailed Jack with Stu and Rose,

all the way home from Blowyernose.

Granny ate the flumflum, the moozles disappeared.

"She's cured!" said the doctor, and everyone cheered.

And Jack said, "Thank you for the pair of wooden spoons,

"the porridge bowl, the skipping rope, the red and blue balloons.

"Thank you for the tent pegs, and the pack of chewing gum.

"And thank you, Granny, for the tom-tom drum.

"But the three spotty hankies, what was the use of those?"

"The hankies, silly, were to blow your nose."

And that story was called Jack And The Flumflum Tree.

Oh, all that excitement has worn me out. It's time for a little lie down.

And I'll see you soon for another adventure.

Good night.