In The Night Garden

We need to talk about television. When G was a bit younger I used to try to keep her away from the box in the corner of the room as much as possible. Partly this was because she didn't seem that interested in it, other than when she was a small baby and could be diverted by the flickering lights and sounds for a few minutes at a time. But it was mostly because I knew she'd end up watching plenty of telly when was older, so did my best to delay her interest in it for as long as I could.

A few months ago though, a bit of TV in the early evenings became necessary. I'm usually cooking tea between 6ish and 7ish, and G would habitually lean on the kitchen stairgate during this time, watching me potter around by the stove. After a few months of doing that every day, she started to get bored, and I found myself having to constantly bob in and out of the living room trying to find things to keep her occupied. By far the best way of doing this turned out to be, yes, the TV. Or to be precise, the CBeebies Bedtime Hour.

I'm now guaranteed an hour of quiet every evening while I get the food ready. The main reason is G's new found love of the programme which takes up half of the Bedtime Hour each evening, In The Night Garden. Made by the people who brought you Teletubbies (and the frankly frightening Rosie and Jim, spongey faces and all), it's a baffling array of colours and characters of varying sizes, accompanied by bits of music and the tones of Shakesperean favourite Derek Jacobi, slumming it a bit in his role as narrator.

It would take more than a simple blogpost to begin to explain all that goes on in an episode of In The Night Garden. Indeed, there have been entire PhDs awarded for much less. It may be utterly confusing to grown ups, but G loves it, and that's the important thing.

One of G's favourite characters is Upsy Daisy. Here she is demonstrating the dance that Upsy Daisy does in every episode.



I'm sure she'll go off it one day soon. But as long as it keeps her amused for the time being, I'm happy to let her keep watching. Two-year-olds can't all watch Question Time, you know.

6 comments:

Dave said...

She's a bit wrong though don't you think? (Upsy Daisy that is, not G!) Taking her bed wherever she goes and that skirt with a pull cord :D

Richard said...

Yes, although Iggle Piggle is even weirder, with his red blanket and falling over whenever anything vaguely surprising happens. What a sensitive soul. Bet he still wets the bed.

Carolyn Hughes said...

We had to stop Charlie watching ITNG when he was a baby as it would send him into an absolute frenzy of excitement.
He still loves it now tho.

dadwhowrites said...

Little elf did grow out of it, in time. She still has a bit of a thing for Upsie Daisy, though. Currenty (she's nearly 4) she's insisting that she doesn't want to watch 'baby shows' and will only watch CBBC with her brother.

Richard said...

I have to admit I never appreciated the value of the BBC's children's programmes until these last few months. Now I can see why the children's budget was spared by the DQF cuts (all the BBC executives and trustees have kids too).

Chrissy Brand said...

My kids loved this CBeebies bedtime hour, -me too- when they were young (and they still enjoy the odd sneak now and again, as teenagers, though don't tell them I told you!)

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