Bagpuss 1x5

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Nobody really knows what the floppy tartan cloth object that Emily has brought is, except Bagpuss. He says it is a small soft Hamish, a Highland beast that keeps its distance because it makes a terrible noise, like bagpipes played backwards. He tells a heart-rending story of Tavish McTavish, who also made a terrible noise, playing his bagpipes forwards, and his friendship with the Hamish.

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1. Once upon a time,

2. not so long ago,

3. there was a little girl, and her name was Emily.

4. And she had a shop.

5. There it is!

6. It was rather an unusual shop because it didn't sell anything.

7. You see, everything in that shop window

8. was a thing that somebody had once lost

9. and Emily had found

10. and brought home to Bagpuss.

11. Emily's cat, Bagpuss.

12. The most important,

13. the most beautiful,

14. the most magical

15. saggy, old cloth cat in the whole wide world.

16. Well, now, one day, Emily found a thing.

17. And she brought it back to the shop

18. and put it down in front of Bagpuss

19. who was in the shop window, fast asleep as usual.

20. But then, Emily said some magic words:

21. "Bagpuss, dear Bagpuss,

22. old fat furry cat-puss,

23. wake up and look at this thing that I bring

24. Wake up, be bright, be golden and light.

25. Bagpuss, oh, hear what I sing!"

26. And Bagpuss was wide awake.

27. And when Bagpuss wakes up, all his friends wake up, too.

28. The mice on the mouse organ woke up and stretched.

29. Madeleine the rag doll.

30. Gabriel the toad.

31. And last of all, Professor Yaffle

32. who is a very distinguished old woodpecker.

33. He climbed down off his bookend

34. and went to see what it was that Emily had brought.

35. Nerp, nerp. What a soggy-looking thing.

36. It's a dirty old sort of bag

37. with legs made of tartan cloth.

38. I haven't the slightest idea what it is.

39. I really don't know why Miss Emily

40. brings us things like this.

41. So we can mend them, of course.

42. Clean them and restore them

43. into the beautiful things they once were.

44. Nerp, nerp, that's all very well,

45. but we don't know what it once was.

46. Well, we can try and think

47. of things it might have been.

48. Gabriel, what do you think?

49. It looks a bit froggish, but it has a tartan coat.

50. Is it a Scottish frog?

51. No, frogs have different sort of legs.

52. And anyway, Scottish frogs are green or brownish,

53. just like frogs anywhere else.

54. I've never seen a tartan frog.

55. Bagpuss, you are good at thinking!

56. If this isn't a Scottish frog, what is it?

57. Ooh. Ooh, that's difficult.

58. I shall need a thinking cap.

59. Here's one, will this do?

60. Ah, a tartan thinking cap.

61. A tam o' shanter.

62. Ooh, thank you.

63. Let me see if I can think Scottish thoughts

64. in a Scottish thinking cap.

65. So Bagpuss thought.

66. Oh, yes, I think I know what that is.

67. I think that is a sort of small, soft Hamish.

68. And what is a small, soft Hamish, if you please?

69. Ah, it's an old story.

70. A sad story from the highlands of Scotland.

71. I will tell you.

72. In the far north of Scotland,

73. there once was a sort of creature

74. who lived in lonely, cold, damp places.

75. They kept away from people and lived alone

76. because they were shy

77. and rather frightened sort of creatures.

78. In fact, they were completely unknown

79. for many centuries,

80. and didn't even have a name

81. until they were discovered by the famous Tavish McTavish.

82. Now, Tavish McTavish lived all by himself

83. in a tiny house high up in the mountains.

84. He lived there not because he liked to live alone,

85. but because he liked to play the bagpipes.

86. He liked to play the bagpipes,

87. but other people didn't like

88. to listen to him playing the bagpipes

89. because he played them terribly badly.

90. Anyway, one evening

91. he was stamping up and down the shelf beside his house

92. in the last of the twilight.

93. He was stamping to keep his feet warm

94. and blowing away at his bagpipes.

95. It began grow dark.

96. He stopped playing and turned to go indoors.

97. - He heard a faint noise.

98. It sounded... It sounded like...

99. Yes, it sounded like somebody playing the bagpipes.

100. He listened, delighted.

101. The sound was terrible.

102. There was only one person in the highlands

103. who played the bagpipes worse than he did,

104. and that was his long-lost brother, Hamish McTavish.

105. The sound came closer.

106. In the dark, a small, humpy shape came towards him.

107. He reached down and touched the shape,

108. and said, thinking it was his long-lost brother,

109. "'Tis very small you are tonight, Hamish."

110. He patted it and said,

111. "'Tis very soft you are tonight, Hamish."

112. There was no answer.

113. And Tavish McTavish was feeling cold about the knees.

114. And he said,

115. "You'll have had your tea then, Hamish."

116. And as there was no reply, he led the way into his house.

117. There, by the light of his oil lamp,

118. he turned to greet his brother.

119. They were both amazed at what they saw.

120. Tavish McTavish was amazed

121. because it wasn't his long-lost brother Hamish,

122. but a small, soft creature.

123. And the small, soft creature was amazed

124. because he thought he had heard another small soft, creature,

125. perhaps his own long-lost brother,

126. crying for help in the cold winter twilight,

127. and had come to help him.

128. Well, once they got over their surprise,

129. they found they were rather pleased to see each other.

130. McTavish made up the fire

131. and closed the door and they sat down.

132. McTavish sat on a stool by the fire,

133. hugging his cold knees.

134. But the small, soft creature liked the cold,

135. so it sat on the floor and leaned on the door,

136. thus blocking up a rather nasty draft.

137. Tavish McTavish called the creature Hamish

138. in honour of his long-lost brother.

139. And they lived there in the lonely house

140. for a long time.

141. They were very happy together for many years.

142. And then, one evening, as they sat quietly by the fire,

143. they heard a sound they recognised.

144. Was it the distant sound

145. of badly played bagpipes?

146. Or was it the distant crying of another soft Hamish?

147. Tavish McTavish looked at his friend.

148. He said, "Is it my long-lost brother we hear,

149. playing a skirl on the bagpipes?"

150. The soft Hamish shook its head,

151. "Is it your own long-lost brother

152. calling you to come home," asked McTavish.

153. The soft Hamish nodded and looked very sad.

154. "Aye, you must go to your own folk,"

155. said McTavish.

156. He rose to his feet,

157. he opened the door, and he saw, in the twilight,

158. a line of small, soft Hamishes,

159. standing, waiting for their long-lost brother.

160. His own soft Hamish ran to join them.

161. And they all walked away in line over the hill.

162. The noise they made as they sang together

163. was quite awful,

164. but Tavish McTavish stood and listened

165. until the last notes had died away in the distance.

166. Then, he went back into his little house.

167. He picked up his bagpipes,

168. but he didn't feel like playing them anymore.

169. "Aye," he said, "it's time to go to my own folk."

170. He put on his boots, closed the door of his house,

171. and tucking his bagpipes under his arm,

172. he walked down to the village where he had been born.

173. He went to live with his sister-in-law,

174. Mavis McTavish.

175. She was a strict lady

176. and did not like the sound of bagpipes.

177. And he never played them again.

178. It's— It's a very sad story.

179. Nerp, nerp, nerp. It's not only sad, it is silly.

180. It's not only silly, it is not true!

181. There's no such thing as a small, soft Hamish

182. that makes noises like bagpipes!

183. It is all nonsense!

184. It's quite obvious what that thing is.

185. It is a porcupine!

186. A porcupine?

187. Yes, a porcupine without any spikes.

188. But there's no such thing!

189. Porcupines have spikes!

190. Well, um... Nerp, nerp, nerp.

191. Oh, maybe it lost them somewhere.

192. What we need is a good song

193. to encourage it to grow some new spikes.

194. Porcupine, papentines.

195. Here's the one!

196. Heave! Heave!

197. Heave! Heave!

198. The marvellous...

199. mechanical mouse organ.

200. Nerp, nerp, nerp, I must say,

201. that doesn't seem to have had any effect on the poor thing.

202. Well, I should have thought,

203. a song like that, would, uh...

204. Would rather put it off growing spikes,

205. not made it want to grow them.

206. Of course! How silly we are.

207. That thing is quite alright just as it is!

208. Yes, but what is it?

209. Oh, it's a porcupine, alright,

210. but it's meant to have no spikes.

211. You add the spikes.

212. It's a pincushion.

213. A porcupine pincushion.

214. Oh, a procupine pincushion— A pin...

215. No! A porcupine pincushion.

216. Nerp, nerp, nerp, nerp. A porcu-pincushion.

217. That's what it is.

218. All we need is pins.

219. There it is, a perfect porcupin...

220. Porcupine pincushion.

221. The mice pulled it to the front of the window

222. so that if anybody should happen to come past

223. who had happened to lose a porcupine pincushion,

224. they would come in and collect it.

225. And so, their work was done.

226. Bagpuss gave a big yawn

227. and settled down to sleep.

228. And of course, when Bagpuss goes to sleep,

229. all his friends go to sleep, too.

230. The mice were ornaments on the mouse organ.

231. Gabriel and Madeleine were just dolls.

232. And Professor Yaffle was a carved wooden bookend

233. in the shape of a woodpecker.

234. Even Bagpuss himself,

235. once he was asleep,

236. was just an old, saggy cloth cat,

237. baggy and a bit loose at the seams.

238. But Emily loved him.