Postman Pat and the Greendale Ukulele Big Band Postman Pat: Special Delivery Service

# Postman Pat, Postman Pat

# Postman Pat and his black and white cat. #

Miaow!

# Early in the morning

# Just as day is dawning

# He picks up all the postbags in his van

# Postman Pat, Postman Pat

# Postman Pat and his black and white cat

# All the birds are singing

# And the day is just beginning

# Pat feels he's a really happy man

# Everybody knows his bright red van

# All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them

# Maybe

# You can never be sure

# There'll be knock, ring

# Parcels to your door. #

Mia-a-aow!

# Postman Pat, Postman Pat

# Postman Pat and his black and white cat

# All the birds are singing

# And the day is just beginning

# Pat feels he's a really happy man

# Pat feels he's a really happy man. #

UKULELES TWANG

Miaow.

Oh, that's going to sound lovely at the Midsummer picnic tonight.

-TWANG!

-Mia-aow!

Oh, no, the string's broken.

-My ukulele's just too old.

-Don't worry, Julian.

We'll fix it when I get home.

Thanks, Dad.

PHONE RINGS AND VIBRATES

Hello, Special Delivery Service.

Pat, I've got an unusual one for you today. How soon can you get here?

We're on our way.

We've got a special delivery, Jess.

-What's it going to be today?

-Miaow!

UKULELE TWANGS

What do you think, Pat?

Am I good enough for the Greendale ukulele Big Band?

-Hmm, perhaps a little more practice first, Ben.

-Hmm, maybe you're right.

-Here.

-Thanks. Is it for me? Where did you get it from?

-It's part of your special delivery.

-Miaow!

Reverend Timms has ordered them for the ukulele Big Band.

They're playing at the Midsummer picnic tonight.

Right, we'd better get going. Come on, Jess, we'll take the 4x4.

Thanks, Ben.

Don't forget. The Reverend needs them as soon as possible.

No problem. Special Delivery Service is on the move! Bye, Ben.

-Bye, Pat.

-Miaow!

UKULELES TWANG

Yeah, yeah!

Shh, everyone!

Oh, sorry.

Now, that's very...interesting,

but why aren't you all playing the same song?

The Reverend said we could play our own solo tonight as a group,

but we can't decide what to play.

-Rock and roll.

-Classical is best.

No, a pop song.

Erm, how about you take turns and then we'll all decide.

-Yes.

-Brilliant.

-Yes!

Yes, I see. Of course.

Morning, Reverend. I've got your special delivery.

My ukuleles?

Oh, dear, Pat. I've just had an urgent call

to go to Pencaster.

How am I going to deliver them to everyone before the picnic?

-I could do it for you.

-Oh, would you, Pat?

-Of course.

Delivering is what I do best.

Come on, Jess. Bye, Reverend.

Goodbye, Pat.

GUITAR PLAYS

I'm a rock star.

Rock and roll. Whoo!

-Oh, Bill.

-Maybe we should try something a little less tricky.

Two, four, six...

-Morning, Mrs Goggins.

-Oh, good morning, Pat.

I've got a special delivery for you.

Oh, Pat. A new ukelele.

It's lovely.

But I doubt it'll make me play any better in the big band.

Why, what's the problem?

Look, I've been practising so hard that I've made my fingers all sore.

What you need is a plectrum.

It's a little piece of plastic

that helps you pluck the strings more easily.

Oh, that sounds perfect, Pat,

but I haven't got one.

Neither have I.

I know, why don't you try one of these coins.

They're the right size. See?

Now you have a go.

Well, all right.

Oh, Pat, that so much better.

All part of the service. See you later.

Bye, Pat.

BOTH: # I bring you all my love

# It comes down from above

# Like a dove, my love is like a dove. #

More like a strangled chicken.

Bill!

So what are we going to play tonight?

HE WHISTLES

-Ay-up, Pat.

-Hello, Alf.

Special delivery for you, from the Reverend.

Oh, a new ukelele.

But I don't think it'll make me play any better.

-Why is that?

-Rosie's eaten my music.

I wonder. If I whistled a tune to you, could you remember it?

-I reckon so.

-Right, listen to this.

HE WHISTLES

-Now, can you play that?

-I'll try.

It's no good. It's gone again.

-Try whistling along with me as you play.

-OK.

-Got it.

-Well done, Alf.

-Thanks, Pat. See you tonight.

-Bye.

-Does this go on for long, Miss?

-Shh.

-Great!

-Lizzie, that was amazing.

That was lovely, Lizzie.

But I'm not sure how you'd play it on a ukelele.

Oh, yes, I suppose so.

Oh! What now?

-Ajay.

-Hello, Pat.

-Hi, Ajay.

I've got a special delivery for you.

That's marvellous.

But I don't think a new ukelele is going to make me a better player.

-What's the problem?

-I can never play it in time.

-I go too fast or I go to slow.

-Let's see.

Got it.

-You see that jet of steam?

-What about it?

We could use it to keep time.

Have you got your old ukelele?

Here you go.

UKELELE PLAYS

Now you have a go, Ajay.

UKELELE PLAYS

See, you can do it.

Well, I never. Thanks, Pat.

Don't thank me, thank the Greendale Rocket.

-It's going to be a lovely evening for the picnic, Jess.

-Meow.

Don't worry, everyone.

I'm sure it won't matter if you don't play your song.

But it matters to us. We wanted to show everyone what we could do.

What's that?

What are you playing, Charlie?

-It's kind of pop-y and classical.

-And rock 'n' roll.

Oh, it's just something I made up.

-It's a mixture of what everyone was playing.

-What a good idea.

-Can you teach it to us?

-OK, if you want.

I think we just found our song.

Hello, Pat. What can I do for you?

You can accept a special delivery, Michael.

That's gorgeous.

-Oh, dear. It's out of tune.

-Oh, no.

I won't be able to practise before tonight if it's out of tune.

Let's see what we can do.

I know. Have you got a glass of water?

-Of course. Are you thirsty?

-No, you'll see.

-Meow.

-You're right, Jess.

Ah, there we are. That sounds perfect.

-Meow.

-What does?

That sound. It's a musical note.

You tap the glass and I'll tighten the string

until they sound the same.

OK, Pat. Ready?

Meow.

-There we are. Much better.

-Pat, you're a genius.

-I don't know about that. Good luck for tonight.

-Thanks, Pat.

-Oh, dear, oh, dear.

-Oh, what's wrong, Reverend?

I can't think where my musicians have got to.

Did Pat manage to deliver the new ukuleles, Ben?

-Oh, he said he had, Reverend.

-Well then, where is he?

Oh, listen. What's that?

It's the Greendale ukelele big band.

Oh, well done, Pat.

MUSIC PLAYS

-Hurray.

-Thank you.

Thank you, Greendale.

And now, the schoolchildren have a special tune for you all.

MUSIC PLAYS

-Hurray.

-Well done.

-Oh, I say.

Special delivery service.

-Mission accomplished.

-Meow.

# Special delivery service

# Pat is on his way

# Special delivery service

# What's it going to be today? #

Postman Pat, SDS, we all know he's the best.

Mission accomplished.