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After episodes and millions of DVD and toy sales, Igglepiggle and friends are set for retirement. a blue teddy called Igglepiggle, Upsy Daisy, with her multi- coloured We hope to pass our goal by early January Another added: 'I always suspected that Upsy Daisy and Iggle Piggle were at it like rabbits.' Another had even more to say about the Night. and just saw Upsy Daisy and Iggle Piggle kissing on the lips # RelationshipGoals @Siewen03S Upsy Daisy's a sssssllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggg.
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And, crucially, the show is founded on the notion that bedtime such a fraught element of family life that Supernanny had to be invented is a time for calmness and comfort, rather than tantrums.
Certainly my son's journey upstairs is a less reluctant one because he has enjoyed watching the characters putting themselves to bed, as they do at the end of every episode. The birds sing, and then the characters go to bed: I've always felt for the child who is still out there playing in the garden when everyone else has gone in.
He's not the one who has the most freedom; nobody cared enough to say, "Come on, it's bedtime. Going to sleep, for a lot of children, is not very nice. No one can accompany them there. It's not surprising children resist it. So we give them a thought: If you do this work well, you have to have that instinct. It's as if he has a hotline through to somewhere.
Some people do seem to be worried that their children are going to grow up with a vocabulary of Pinky Ponk and Ninky Nonk and Makka Pakka, and I think that's rather silly. These may be silly words, but they're nice words: At home, bedtime was much more a matter of just being stuck into bed and hearing stuff going on downstairs, but my grandmother used to make a big thing out of tucking me in very tightly, and then she'd play Round and Round the Garden on my palm It seemed the right thing to do, to make a calming programme that would capture the atmosphere that I remembered, that sense of peace and security, warmth, the moments of silliness that you share with whoever's reading you the story.
To a child those moments are very grounding; that's how you tell a child about the important things in life. He was the first in his family to go to university, and because his parents approved of the idea of a vocational degree he went to University College London to study speech sciences, anticipating a career in speech therapy, 'whereas maybe I should have done English'.
He did lots of experimental student drama, and in he and a friend took a show - Grace, a poignant comedy about a diva's retinue - to the Edinburgh Festival. That led to a commission from the Serpentine Gallery, and performances in Paris and Moscow.
Flat-broke at this stage, he took a job at Mintel International, running the stationery cupboard. Wood, from Spennymoor in County Durham, worked as a secondary school teacher and literary consultant before moving into children's programming. She happened to see Davenport on stage in Glasgow in the early Nineties.
I got this powerful feeling about him, I felt he would be really interesting to work with. I'd never had that feeling about anyone before or since. Sure, he had his overdraft to consider but, beyond that, children's broadcasting seemed to offer the chance to use both his performing experience and his degree.
It was a perfect fit.
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You can't say the same for his relationship with Wood. After only a few minutes with the two of them in the library at Ragdoll, it's plain this is not a partnership built on a meeting of minds. They're pretty snippy with each other. There's affection, for sure, but there's also tension: I ask whether they drive each other mad.
Yes, they agree eagerly, they do. They have terrific ding-dongs.In the Night Garden 226 - Iggle Piggle Looks for Upsy Daisy - Full Episode - Cartoons for Children
I'm responsible for the finances, and the longer things take, the more money you're spending [Davenport groans in protest]. So, that's a particular pressure on me. And I try, if I can, to take the other pressures away. And sometimes, if you're as speculative a thinker as he is - which is where all the brilliance comes from - there is a lack of awareness of how much time has elapsed, and Now - come ON! But one's patience wears quite thin in these circumstances. A friend of mine who came in said that watching us is like some strange kind of animation, where a cow is friends with a dog Sir Derek says their relationship is 'quite feisty.
Wouldn't want to get on the wrong side. In the Night Garden is famously cavalier with scale - sometimes the Ninky Nonk is knee-high, and sometimes it's as tall as a Routemaster - but the characters are always consistent, with the handbag-sized Pontipines looking up to Makka Pakka, who is half the size of Igglepiggle, all of which makes for a technician's headache. On a computer screen, a bald, muddy seam on the woodland floor is being sown over with green, and the sunny dapple is being added filming was completed in Octoberafter six months of lightning strikes, flash floods and oak blight.
The production process is so laborious that there are still 20 shows left to edit. On a whiteboard, there's a tantalising chart of all episodes: They're all marked out of five, five being the most technically demanding, but next to Windy Day there's a nine, 'because the Tombliboos's trousers blow all around the garden, and it's an absolute nightmare'.
I actually love him. The Tombliboos can go jump for all I care and IgglePiggle just needs to stop falling over. Upsy Daisy I have more time for but still, none of them are a patch on old Makka.
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No, seriously, I love him. Or it could be that he takes a stone to bed with him. Most likely, though is the fact that, whilst Igglepiggle, Upsy Daisy and the Tombliboos are obviously a bunch of hapless preschoolers, Makka Pakka reminds me more of an unassuming, slightly OCD, middle aged man. Just imagine, living in a bizarre garden with questionable public transport surrounded by giant toddlers who constantly need their faces washing.
They are stylish man! John Lewis needs to get on that shizzle! Meanwhile, languishing just next door are the much over-looked Wottingers.
Whilst the Pontipines lark about enjoying the life of Riley I often wonder what the Wottinger children are doing. Why do they get to hide in flower pots all the time? When will the Wottingers be allowed to express themselves in their own right? Not that I am against inanimate objects being animated into characters per se, Oh no, I love me a bit of Beauty and the Beast!
But the ball does fall under this category. Does my bloody head in. Upsy Daisy is the star of the show. A controversial opening gambit, I am aware. My husband and I have genuinely debated this question. Seriously, it has produced post-modernist interpretations and everything, whilst my son obliviously chomps down his bedtime banana.
But I stick to my guns. Yes, Igglepiggle is in the boat at the beginning and the end is the whole thing a dream? He pretty much follows her around, intermittently falling over in shock for comic effect.
Well, he has a blanket. It feels good to have that out in the open. Commence epic and impassioned debate in the comments section. And last but by no means least: I know I am corrupting the innocent and childlike relationship that is at the very heart of In The Night Garden.