Geronimo Goes to Milestones.

Geronimo and all his chums,

Once stepped aboard the bus,

And went on an adventure,

With the minimum of fuss.

In no time whatsoever,

They got to Basingstoke,

But at first he grinned "Oh golly,

This has to be a joke!"

"Instead of a museum,

We’re in a aircraft hanger,

And so it seems quite clear to me,

That someone’s dropped a clanger!"

"Don’t panic!" answered Jonathon,

"Just stick with me and Trace,

I promise in a little while,

You’ll really love this place."

Bear followed them into the lift,

His eyes fixed to the floor,

But all that changed dramatically,

When they got out once more.

"Good heavens!" he cried loudly,

"This is a big surprise,

In fact, to be quite honest,

I can’t believe my eyes!"

"I’ve just seen a fire engine,

That they used in days of old,

When children worked up chimneys,

And did as they were told.

According to that notice,

It was driven by a horse,

But I’m only just a youngster,

So I could be wrong of course!"

A woman in a flowing dress,

Replied "Oh no my dear,

It’s nice to see your knowledge,

Is very crystal clear.

I think I ought to mention,

That they pulled the milk float too,

So every single morning,

They had lots of work to do!"

Then she did a little curtsey,

And disappeared at speed,

"Oh that’s a shame," sighed Teddy,

"She was very nice indeed!"

But as he finished speaking,

A tram came down the track,

And sitting in the drivers seat,

Was someone dressed in black!

"Hi Aidy!!" shouted Tracey,

As the tram went speeding past,

"I hope that you’ll be careful,

Not to drive that thing too fast!"

"Don’t be cheeky," grinned the driver,

(As he carried on his way,)

"In case you hadn’t noticed,

I’ve got loads to do today!"

But as the laughter died away,

Friend Johnathon smiled "Right,

Let’s go and see some gadgets,

Which will fill you with delight."

They walked along the cobbled streets,

Until they reached a shop,

"My goodness me!" Bear shouted,

"This has caught me on the hop!"

"I’ve just seen a funny object,

That would fit over a sink,

But why anyone would use it,

I really cannot think!

It is the very oddest thing,

That I have ever seen,

But to find out more about it,

I’m still extremely keen!"

"That’s a mangle," answered Tracey,

"People used it to wash clothes,

And I am pretty certain.

"Your Nan had one of those!

"That’s right," squealed our Geronimo,

"She used it in the war,

The weekly wash took longer then,

Of that you can be sure!"

"And if my memory serves me right,

She used a kitchen range,

Now you’ve put things in perspective,

They do not seem so strange.

She cleaned her Brass with Duraglit,

And used lots of Sunlight Soap,

But if things were still like that today,

I don’t know how I’d cope!"

"Me neither," giggled Tracey,

With a twinkle in her eye,

"It’s been the most amazing day,

And that I can’t deny!"

"Come on you two," she added,

"You’d better follow me,

The magic bus is leaving,

At twenty five past three!"

Our sad chum pulled a funny face,

And wailed "Why can’t we stay?

As Milstones is terrific,

And I've had a lovely day!"

"Oh never mind" smiled Johnathon,

"We’ll soon come back for more,

And we’ll gladly bring you with us,

As that’s just what mates are for!"

THE END.