Searching ...

What a day! I could feel her calling me and I was drawn to many places which felt like they must be important to her.

First of all I felt a great pull to the park and in particular a grand and sage old tree thing which I could feel had a connection with Tina. I felt an urge to hug it, not in a frontwards way, but with my back to it, feeling its peace and wisdom permeating me -

- when all of a sudden I was whipped up into his branches and he spun me upwards as if to give me sight of the whole area which is important to my lovesick admirer.

I had seen from her blog that she had been at a home for big choo choo things and when my new friend the tree thing lifted me up I saw one, there in the distance - it was very small so it must have been a long way away. Maybe Tina was there? It didn’t take long to get there – and when I did I saw it was actually small – I scanned the area, but no I couldn't see her. Surely she must have been on it - it was a perfect size for us both after all. I wanted to get closer to her, so I asked if I could have a ride - maybe I would be inspired or drawn to somewhere else important to her. The big men wouldn't let me go on on my own, so BBW took me on – we had such fun and the guardsman let me ride on his shoulder on the way back. He was very pink, I think he must have been having fun.


Where next? BBW and the Fox were thirsty so we 'escaped' to a friendly bar for gin and tonics – they let me have a sip too, but I knew that Tina didn’t think it was big to drink so I didn’t have much.

I felt that I was getting even closer and as I gazed whistfully out of the window I saw another big choo choo home – maybe she was there.

BBW lifted me up and I could see the map which clearly showed Hernwich of Dulville and how you could get straight down a black line to that place called Brighton.

I went inside there was the mysterious looking television screen that Tina had looked at before she got on the choo choo thing (or steam monster as she had called it – I couldn’t see any steam, but maybe she was on a different kind).

I now knew that I was close but even though I called I didn’t hear a reply. The Fox said she thought she might know another way of contacting her so the BBW sent a text message thing to a friend of the Fox asking her to pass on a message to Tina. She said she would! Maybe I’m on my way to meeting her at last!

Mission F-possible ... the search for a stirrer

Can you believe my excitement? There is a certain Ms T Spoon out there who thinks that I am her Frog Prince -deep ribbits, burbles, gurgles and giggles ... ...

I need to find her and find myself strangely drawn to various landmarks in the Hernwich of Dulville area - investigating as we speak. I feel like Sherlock Frog ... So I've smoked my pipe, played the violin and am now embarking on an intrepid mission. Hope I don't meet the Hound of the Baskervilles ...!

Convention dictates, being a Sherlock Frog, that I should wear a Deer Stalker, however, unconventional amphibian that I am, I'm wearing a Fox Stalker instead as she is my partner in this investigation.

After my exertions on the Newcastle front, I thought my adventures were over; but I had to pack my napsack once again and depart for investigations.

I spoke to Wedgy (my blue fiesta'd friend) and he promised to guide me on his wise wheels, he also let me drive ...

to be continued ...