Here's a little wintery offering to enthrall the teenier peeps in your life. It takes me back to the days when Lou was wee and CBeebies seemed to be the only thing that was ever on our telly. Anything for a quiet life. I probably wouldn't be a grown up if I hadn't found a lot of kid's TV exceedingly annoying, Those squeaky voiced Tweenies were the prime example.
But I looked forward to the utterly charming 64 Zoo Lane. Each night a little girl called Lucy escaped from her home for a bedtime story from the animals in a neighbouring zoo. The one about the arty polar bear, Snowbert, has to be one of my favourites.