TEARDROP-SHAPED TOOTLING; shoo-in for best kids puppetry ever made. “When we gaze,” would go the narration (Oliver Postgate himself), “deep into the inky black of space, who knows what strange and beautiful things we might find.” Cue pink-elephant knitted aliens whistling to each other and making merry with whatever crap floated down onto the surface of their dustbin-lid lined planet. Major, Mother, Grandmother, Small and Tiny made up the clan; Soup Dragon, Froglets, Music Trees and Iron Chicken were their mates. Blue String Pudding flowed, Hoots – walking trumpet things – sounded. And they made a boat that could fly using tunes. Utterly fantastic from start to finish.