The Magic of Christmas Grandpa In My Pocket

Not the shrinking cap, Grandpa!

Catch me if you can!

Grandpa!

No! Be careful!

Grandpa, stop!

Whoa!

'It was Christmas Eve in Sunnysands

'and we were going to have a special Christmas Eve supper.

'Great Aunt Loretta was busy making stuffing

'and Mum was busy writing a Christmas song.'

I need to put lots of Christmassy things into it. Any ideas?

How about stuffing?

Right, OK, stuffing!

-Mind your backs!

-Ah, the Christmas tree!

Brilliant, the Christmas tree, of course!

Oh, Christmas! It's such a magical time, isn't it?

Don't be silly, Grandpa. Here, stir my stuffing.

I don't believe in this magic nonsense.

You don't believe in the magic of Christmas?

Huh! We'll soon see about that.

'And off went Grandpa.'

I mean, really!

Christmas is all about magic! Elves and flying reindeer...

-And Father Christmas bringing presents!

-Quite.

And fairies...

'Oh, yes. Grandpa was going to teach Great Aunt Loretta

'all about the magic of Christmas.'

'Soon, our Christmas tree was up and it was...'

Time for our trip to Miss Smiley's cafe!

'We always go to Miss Smiley's on Christmas Eve at teatime.'

I suppose YOU'LL be hoping for a magic Christmas cake, Grandpa!

The only way to prove to Loretta that Christmas is a magical time

is to try a little of my own.

Not the shrinking cap, Grandpa!

Catch me if you can!

'But Grandpa was determined to try a little magic of his own.

'Now, as you know, I'm the only one who knows

'about Grandpa's magic shrinking cap and nobody else could find out.'

Grandpa!

'When he shrinks, everyone thinks he's gone for a little lie down.

'When, in fact, he's getting up to all kinds of mischief.

'He drives off in my car, he flies about in my plane

'and he hides in all kinds of very small places.

'Today, I had no idea where he was.'

'Suddenly, I saw him.

'But, just then, I heard...'

Hello! Anybody home?

'It was Mr Liker Biker!'

'Mr Liker Biker is called Mr Liker Biker

'because he's always saying things like...'

Ooh! I like a saddle with comfy padding! Ooh!

'He likes everything to do with bikes. Everything.

'So, it was no surprise that his Christmas present to us was...'

Ta-da!

Oh! It's a Christmas wreath made from a bicycle wheel!

'As everyone was admiring it, I saw Grandpa run in.

'He jumped up onto the dresser.'

Oh, I know... Why don't we put it up here, eh?

Where you can all see it.

Where's Grandpa?

Oh, he's being a sulky socks and having a little lie down

because I said I don't believe in the magic of Christmas.

-Oh! But everybody believes in that!

-HORN SOUNDS

'Suddenly, Grandpa went bonkers with all the bells and parpers

'and the wreath was jingling and jangling like crazy.'

How does it do that?

-It's brilliant!

-That was you, Mr Liker Biker!

-How did you do that?

-It wasn't me! It was magic.

-Oh, you're such a big tease!

-I'm not!

THEY ALL LAUGH

'Everyone was so busy laughing

'that they didn't see Grandpa jump off the shelf into my pocket.'

Right, come on, or Miss Smiley won't have any cakes left.

We'll see you later, Mr Liker Biker, for supper.

-And the sing-song!

-Ooh, I like a sing-song, I do.

'So off we all went in campo to Miss Smiley's cafe.'

'Miss Smiley is called Miss Smiley because she's always smiling.

'And what's more, she makes the most delicious treats ever.

'And today, she'd made Sunnysands Christmas cupcakes.'

'Grandpa had jumped out of my pocket and was up on a shelf.'

Mr Mentor, I've got an extra special surprise for you.

-Wait till you hear what it is!

-I'm all ears.

'Mr Mentor the Inventor lives in the lighthouse in Sunnysands.

'He's always inventing weird and wonderful things and, sometimes,

'he even invents things that he doesn't even know he's invented!

'He was very excited about his present from Miss Smiley.'

-Ta-da!

-Oh!

What a spectacular Christmas pudding!

It's absolumpley wonderbubble.

'Mr Mentor invents words as well as things.'

Thank you so much, Miss Smiley.

I'll bring it with me this evening for supper.

'I was the only one who saw what Grandpa did next.

'He jumped into the pudding!'

Christmas is such a magical time, isn't it?

Oh, not someone else going on about magic!

It is, Mr Mentor. I'm even writing a song about the magic of Christmas.

I'm trying to put in lots of Sunnysands Christmassy things.

I've got, um...

-Stuffing!

-Yes. And a tree. And, oh, a wreath that ting-a-lings!

And a pudding that sings!

# La-la-la-la-la-la! #

It's a magical pudding!

Nonsense! That was you, Mr Mentor.

You're always inventing things that talk and sing.

I suppose I am, without even knowing it.

And now I've invented a singing pudding!

You want to come to the lighthouse

and see all the other remarkabubble things I've invented, Loretta.

I'll come right away, Mr Mentor!

'Before I could do anything,

'Grandpa went off to the lighthouse in Mr Mentor's pudding.'

'While Great Aunt Loretta

'was admiring Mr Mentor's Christmas inventions,

'Grandpa, being Grandpa, had a plan.'

Oh! That's a lovely little Santa you've invented there, Mr Mentor.

-What does he do?

-Well, at the moment, I'm not quite sure.

But I am sure that, whenever it does what it's supposed to do,

-it will be remarkabubble.

-It will be!

I've just got to pop over

to Mr Whoops's shop to get a few last-minute bits and pieces.

I'll see you for supper, tonight!

'At that moment, Grandpa made his way

'towards the little Santa in the sleigh. He was up to something!

'Of course, I didn't know WHAT Grandpa was up to,

'but I needed to get to the lighthouse to rescue him!'

Oh, look at our fairy. She's so old and tatty.

We really need a new fairy, Dad, we really do.

Hey! Let's ask Mr Mentor to invent us a new fairy!

If Mr Mentor invents a fairy, there's no knowing what it might do.

But Mr Whoops is bound to have fairies in his toy shop.

Let's go to Mr Whoops's!

'So, off we went to Mr Whoops's shop

'and, while Jemima was choosing a fairy,

'Great Aunt Loretta was choosing wrapping paper.

'And guess who else was there.'

This is rubbish!

'Floyd! He goes to my school and he thinks everything is rubbish.'

You can't have Christmas without fairies, now, can you?

It's a magical time!

Oh, you're into this Christmas magic stuff too, Mr Whoops?

Of course I am!

I'm not - it's rubbish!

'I didn't really want to be here.

'I wanted to be in the lighthouse, rescuing Grandpa.

'But I needn't have worried.

'Grandpa knew exactly how to escape from the lighthouse - on a sleigh!'

Remarkabubble, just as I thought! A flying sleigh!

I don't believe in any of that magic stuff.

Fairies, elves! And as for Santa, flying on a sleigh?

HE SCOFFS

'But at that very moment, in Santa flew.'

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Oof!

'Only it wasn't Santa, of course. It was Grandpa.'

That's amazing!

'He can never resist a trip to Mr Whoops's shop.

'And, luckily, I was there.'

Now, that looks like magic to me.

Nonsense. It's one of Mr Mentor's inventions.

He said he'd do something remarkabubble,

and he just has. He'll be wondering where it's gone.

Bye!

'Jemima was just about to pick up Grandpa!'

Don't! I-I-I mean, hurry, you haven't chosen a fairy yet.

'Could Grandpa change Floyd's mind?'

Psst!

Magic!

'Oh, yes!

'I brought the sleigh home to give back to Mr Mentor later.'

-Let's put the fairy on the tree!

-And I'll wake up Grandpa.

-No!

I... Grandpa was really tired.

We should wait till supper to wake him up.

Oh, if you say so, Jason. Now, I must add Santa to my song.

He's the most magical thing about Christmas, isn't he?

Magic this, magic that. Ha!

Hurry up and get back in your clothes, Grandpa!

But we haven't managed to persuade Loretta

that Christmas is magical yet. I've got another idea. The fairy...

'While Grandpa put his next plan into action, everyone arrived.

'We were just waiting for Great Aunt Loretta.'

Grandpa, have you stopped being a sulky socks

about all that magic nonsense? Wake up. It's time for supper.

Oh, goody goody.

Who said, "Oh, goody, goody"?

I did. I'm the magical Christmas fairy.

Don't be frightened.

I'm a good fairy. I make all the magic happen.

I don't believe in all that...magic.

I'm more down-to-earth about Christmas, I am.

I do things like stuffing. You should try my stuffing.

-Yum.

-It is!

But now I've seen you,

I think Christmas might be a magical time after all.

What's the matter, Loretta?

-Nothing!

-Have a little sit down.

-I'm fine!

I've just been...sprinkled,

with a bit of...Christmas magic, that's all.

THEY ALL FUSS OVER LORETTA

'Very speedily, Grandpa got out of the fairy dress

'and jumped down from the tree.

'He whipped off his shrinking cap and came back to his normal size.'

We convinced Loretta about Christmas magic in the nick of time, Jason.

We did, Grandpa, even if it did mean you had to be a fairy!

Teamwork, I call it!

Teamwork!

THEY LAUGH

-Oh, Grandpa!

-Just in time to sing my Christmas song.

ALL: # It's Christmas in Sunnysands

# And it's a magical time, you'll see

-# There are lots of special treats

-Like stuffing!

-And sweets!

# And the lights are all twinkling on the Christmas tree

# It's magic

# It's magic

# There's magic all over the world

# There's a wreath that ting-a-lings And a pudding that sings

# Oh, this is the magic of Christmas

# It's Christmas in Sunnysands

# And it's a magical place to go

# All the girls and boys are hoping there'll be toys

# Will Santa come to visit

# With a ho-ho-ho?

# It's magic

# It's magic

# There's magic all over the world

# There's a fairy on the tree

# Who had a word with me!

# Cos this is the magic Yes, this is the magic

# Let's share in the magic of Christmas. #

'Soon it would be time for us to hang up our stockings

'and the real Christmas magic would begin.'

# It's magic

# It's magic

BOTH: # Yes, this is the magic

# Of Christmas. #

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