Postman Pat's Holiday Hobbies Postman Pat

# Postman Pat, Postman Pat Postman Pat

# And his black-and-white cat

# 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

# Letters through your door

# 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

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

-Morning, Mrs Goggins.

-Morning, Pat.

The mail hasn't arrived, so you've got a day off.

Oh, never mind. I'll stay and help you spring-clean the shop instead.

You'll do nothing of the sort, Pat. You go home and enjoy yourself.

-Er... OK. I'll see you tomorrow then, Mrs Goggins.

-Cheerio, Pat.

-So, what are you going to do with your day off, Pat?

-Er...

I don't know. Erm, have you got any jobs you'd like doing?

No, I don't think so. Why don't you take a proper day off instead

-and do something you enjoy?

-Miaow.

-What you need is a hobby.

-Oh?

-Tell you what, Ted's got lots of hobbies.

Why don't you see if he's got any ideas?

OK. Cheerio.

-Bye.

-Miaow.

-Hobbies, eh?

-Mmm.

How about a bit of roller-skating?

Erm, no, I don't think it's quite me, Ted.

-Skateboarding, then?

-No, too dangerous.

-You can't go wrong with a bit of cycling, Pat.

-Hmm.

-Looks a bit rickety to me.

-What DO you fancy doing on your day off?

I don't know, but thanks for trying to help.

I think I'll just head back home.

-Hello there, Pat, no postbag today?

-No, I've got the day off.

Eeh, grand, what are you going to do with yourself then?

That's the problem, I haven't got any hobbies.

-Have you got one, Alf?

-Aye, pigeon-flying.

Why don't you give it a try?

I was just about to take Cedric here on a training flight.

You can take him instead, if you like. Take him up to Oxbow Bend

-and let him go, then he flies home.

-Well, that sounds simple enough.

I'll give it a try.

Thanks, Alf.

No problem. Cheerio.

Ooh, it's lovely out here.

No wonder Alf enjoys pigeon-flying.

Miaow.

-Oh-oh!

-Miaow.

-Coo-coo!

Oh, no...

-we've run out of petrol.

-Miaow.

-Hmm.

-This isn't quite so much fun after all, is it, Jess?

-Miaow.

Wait a minute, that sounds like...

-Hello!

-..Ajay.

-What are you doing all the way out here?

We're trying to find a new hobby.

We were going to try pigeon-flying, but we've run out of fuel.

Miaow!

Never mind, I've got a spare can of petrol. That'll get you going again.

Thanks, Ajay.

-Miaow!

-Perhaps we'll tell Alf

-that pigeon-flying isn't for us, eh, Jess?

-Miaow.

-Off you go, Cedric!

You know, I started driving trains as a hobby.

-Really?

-And now I've got my own train.

Why don't you come over for a couple of hours?

-That does sound like fun, doesn't it, Jess?

-Miaow.

We'll be right there.

Coo-coo! Coo!

By gum, I hope Cedric hasn't got lost.

Coo-coo-coo!

-Coo!

-There you are, Cedric. Had fun with Pat, have you?

-Coo.

-Oh, well, perhaps pigeon-flying isn't for everyone, eh, Cedric?

Right, Ajay, what would you like me to do first?

-Can I have a go at driving the train?

-Not yet, Pat.

The first job we need to do is to fill the engine up with coal.

That sounds easy enough, eh, Jess?

Miaow.

PAT SPLUTTERS

THEY LAUGH

It's not as easy as it looks.

Miaow.

-Next, we need to oil the engine, Pat.

-No problem.

Whoops!

-Miaow!

-Oh! Right, Pat, now we need to take the train out

and be filling it with the water.

Now, this is more like it.

Miaow.

Erm...

OK, when I say "go", fill her up, Pat.

-Go!

-Oh.

There's nothing coming out, Jess.

Miaow.

-Oof!

-Miaow!

Whoops! Hee-hee-hee-hee!

Oh, dear. At least it's washed all that oil and coal dust off.

I think working on trains might be a bit too dirty for me, Ajay.

Aye, maybe so. Come on, let's go back to the station

and get you dried off.

Miaow.

What am I going to do, Jess?

-I'll never find a hobby at this rate.

-Miaow.

Now, that looks like fun.

-Miaow.

-Come on, let's give it a try.

Dad!

I think football could be my new hobby. Can I join in?

Yeah, brilliant!

CHEERING

You were brilliant, Dad!

-OUT OF BREATH:

-Thanks, son,

but I don't think I'm fit enough to play football as a hobby. Oof!

Why don't you borrow my bicycle, Pat? Cycling will keep you fit.

Thanks, Arthur, that's a great idea.

Hey, this cycling lark is good fun.

-Let's see how fast we can go. Hold on, Jess.

-Miaow!

Oh, watch out, Pat!

-Miao-o-o-ow! Miao-o-o-ow!

-Whoa!

-Whoa...!

-Miaow...!

-Whoa...!

-Miaow...!

-Oof.

-I'm so sorry, I was going too fast to stop.

-Miaow.

-Oh, poor Jess!

-Miaow.

-Are you OK?

-Miaow!

-Whatever are you doing, Pat?

-I'm trying to find a hobby I like.

I thought I'd try my hand at cycling.

Why don't you try jogging? We like it.

I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet. I'll stick to bikes for now.

-OK. Cheerio.

-Bye.

-Miaow.

Oh, no, a flat tyre!

-Huh, that's all we need, Jess.

-Miaow.

Ted!

Am I pleased to see you.

Heh-heh! Decided on cycling after all, did you, Pat?

Erm...yes, sorry, Ted.

Don't worry, Pat, I'm only teasing.

'Ere, climb aboard and come back to the water mill.

-We'll have that bike fixed in no time.

-Miaow.

-Thanks, Ted.

-Miaow.

Miaow, miaow, miaow! Miaow!

Miaow!

There you go, Pat,

it's as good as new.

-Thanks, Ted.

-So, what's your new hobby going to be then?

Oh, I don't know.

Finding a hobby should be the easiest thing in the world,

-but I'm not having much luck, am I?

-Hmm... I know.

How about dancing? That's a grand hobby.

-Yes, I like dancing.

-Miaow.

Come on then, let's give it a whirl.

-UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS Miaow-miaow-miaow...

-Ooh!

Ha-ha-ha!

Oof!

-Whoa...!

-Whoa...!

Miaow!

Oof. Oh!

Oh 'eck, sorry, Pat. Heh, I got a bit carried away there!

It's OK. But maybe dancing isn't quite the hobby for me either.

I think I'll go to the cafe for some tea.

Bye, Pat.

Are you enjoying your day off, Pat?

Not really, I've tried lots of hobbies,

-but every one of them has ended up in disaster.

-Oh.

What about cooking?

Yes, go on, we could teach you how to ice a cake.

I'm sure you'll enjoy it, Pat.

-Miaow!

-OK then, why not?

Miaow.

Miaow.

That's it, just hold the icing bag carefully, like that,

and squeeze the icing onto the cake.

Like this?

That's perfect, Pat!

Hey-hey, this is fun!

-Oops!

-Miaow!

-Oh, no!

-Miaow.

BOTH: Oh!

Oh, and it was going so well too.

Miaow!

-Sorry.

-Heh-heh! Don't worry, love, icing isn't that easy.

Oh, I can't seem to do anything right today.

-I'll never find a hobby now, Jess.

-TRAIN TOOTS

Pat! Pat!

-Pat! Pat!

-Are you all right?

You'll never guess!

There's been a delivery of mail and there's a HUGE sack for Greendale.

Now you're talking!

-This is what

-I

-love doing best.

-Come on, Jess, let's go and get the van.

-Miaow!

DOOR OPENS Oh, Pat!

What are you doing back here?

Oh, dearie me, seems like we have got post after all!

Miaow?!

Miaow!

PAT WHISTLES

-Hello, love!

-Dad!

-Well, you sound happier.

Did you find a new hobby then after all?

-No.

-No?

Oh, so what have you been doing?

I've been delivering the post.

Who needs a hobby when you've got the best job in the world?

-I love being a postman! Heh, and so does Jess.

-Miaow!

THEY ALL LAUGH

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