Travelog for: Travel Ted

It rained and rained and rained and rained and rained so a visit to the Bridewell Museum seemed just the thing to do. There were all sorts of funny old machines there and Travel Ted and Ivor got to try their paws as telephone operators and chocolate manufacturers. Travel Ted’s suggestion that a big metal press might help Ivor to emulate his own washboard stomach resulted in a stern talking to however.

Having suffered an embarrassing accident while putting his cookie wrappers in the recycling bin, Travel Ted had a trip to the hospital where he thoroughly enjoyed being made a fuss of by the nurses. After falling off the sign outside, he nearly got to go straight back in and see them again!

Travel Ted made a flying visit to Cambridge but didn’t really have time for a proper look around the town. He liked the train journey very much though, especially the countryside bits where he got to see horses, brown cows, black cows, pigs and sheep.

Travel Ted’s weekly nostril-plucking was interrupted by a very peculiar noise at the front door. On investigation, he was greeted by a very brightly coloured red dog. ‘Hello,’ said Travel Ted, ‘You must be Scarlett’. ‘Hello,’ said Scarlett, in a very small voice.

The day had come for Scarlett to set off on her big adventure. Travel Ted put on a brave face as he bade farewell to his new friend (on whom observers suspected he had begun to harbour a bit of a crush). Afterwards, he was unable to fight back a teeny-weeny tear as he trudged forlornly home without her.

Once again, Travel Ted was thrilled with the view from his hotel room as he could watch the trains go past all day and all night. On this occasion he was alone in his enthusiasm.

All of Travel Ted's recent troubles were quickly forgotten as he bounded round the sights of Copenhagen. When his little paws had no more spring in them he treated them to a nice rest on a leisurely canal tour.

Travel Ted had a very exciting excursion across Europe’s longest bridge which took him all the way from Denmark to Sweden! He saw a castle and played in some lovely parks, and even got to see a proper windmill, which he thought was very cool indeed!

Travel Ted visited an even better castle today – the Kronborg Slot at Elsinore. This one was extra good because it was the setting for Shakespeare’s Hamlet. After finding a weird bird skull on the nearby beach, he decided to follow in the footsteps of other illustrious visitors such as Richard Burton, Michael Redgrave and Laurence Olivier by re-enacting a scene from the famous play: “Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio...”

Travel Ted had absolutely the best week ever! Not only did his travelogue celebrate more than ONE THOUSAND page views but Isobel and Neil named him Voyager of the Week, which made him turn cartwheels with happiness (although he vociferously pooh-poohed the idea that Deborah ‘owned’ him as a shocking bit of human arrogance). As the time came to pass the Voyager of the Week baton to his good friend Ivor he asked Deborah to help him post a special message to Isobel and Neil, as well as all the people like FantasticMsFox, Stargazer and Crizle who’ve written lovely things about him in the forum.

Travel Ted didn’t like wet weekends at all. He came to the conclusion that the very best thing to do with them was to eat plenty of cake. Eventually someone took pity on him and drove him to the supermarket. As he inspected their wares a warm fuzzy feeling of contentment spread through his heart.

While sitting in a traffic jam on the outskirts of Lewisham, Travel Ted was overcome by a sense of restlessness. He began to formulate a getaway plan.

Passport, euros, chocolate bar - it looked as though it might just work...

At the Forum in Norwich Travel Ted paid a silent tribute to Maisie whose voyaging ended so suddenly and tragically at the hands of the lost property department. He hoped that all the other voyagers lost in action were in safe hands and would be heard from again one day.

Travel Ted was thrilled to see Ivor again. So excited was he at the prospect of going on a proper holiday with his chum that he even sicked up a bit of fluff in the airport loos but Ivor took good care of him and ensured he made it onto the plane in time.

Travel Ted felt very happy indeed as he prepared to explore Turin, the capital of Piedmont and the home of Nutella, the breadstick and the Tic Tac.