Once upon a time we went on a train...

Once upon a time, there was a boy called Harlan. One hot, sunny day, Harlan went for a ride on a steam train as a birthday present from a friend. He wore his "Engine Driver" hat and practised his "chugga-chugga choo-choo" noises in the car all the way there. Arriving at Cheddleton station, he got on board a steam train, to travel to Froghall station. He chose a seat on the carriage, next to his mummy and daddy and excitedly waited for the guard to blow the whistle.

Harlan rode the train all the way to the end of the line, which was about 10 miles, before getting off at Froghall and heading to the tearooms for some lunch - all this excitement had made him very hungry! Mummy and Daddy bought him a ham sandwich and some biscuits, but Harlan thought that he could use these ingredients to make a mega-sandwich. Gordon Ramsey eat your heart out!

Harlan rode the diesel train back to the car park, and his daddy drove him home. When they got back his mummy said it wasn't time for tea just yet, so they got some paper and paints out in the garden. It was fun painting different colours on the paper, then pressing the paper together so the colours mixed, pouring the paint into different bowls to see what colour he could create and using sand and grass to make different textures.

Once he had finished painting with his brush and hands, our little hero was in desperate need of a bath - always a good way to finish a great day.

The end.